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An old favorite of mine. :)
Save The Best For Last -- Vanessa Williams Sometimes the snow comes down in June Sometimes the sun goes round the moon I see the passion in your eyes Sometimes it's all a big surprise 'Cause there was a time when all I did was wish You'd tell me this was love It's not the way I hoped or how I planned But somehow it's enough And now we're standing face-to-face Isn't this world a crazy place? Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last All of the nights you came to me When some silly girl had set you free You wondered how you'd make it through I wondered what was wrong with you 'Cause how could you give your love to someone else And share your dreams with me Sometimes the very thing you're looking for Is the one thing you can't see But now we're standing face-to-face Isn't this world a crazy place? Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last la da da da - da da.- Sometimes the very thing you're looking for Is the one thing you can't see Sometimes the snow comes down in June Sometimes the sun goes round the moon Just when I thought our chance had passed You go and save the best for last You went and saved the best for last Yeah... :heartbeat: ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Another from a most beautiful artist...
The Colors of The Wind -- Vanessa Williams You think you own whatever land you land on The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim But I know every rock and tree and creature Has a life, has a spirit, has a name You think the only people who are people Are the people who look and think like you But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger You'll learn things you never knew you never knew Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon, Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest Come taste the sun sweet berries of the Earth Come roll in all the riches all around you And for once, never wonder what they're worth The rainstorm and the river are my brothers The heron and the otter are my friends And we are all connected to each other In a circle, in a hoop that never ends How high does the sycamore grow? If you cut it down, then you'll never know And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon For whether we are white or copper-skinned We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains We need to paint with all the colors of the wind You can own the Earth and still All you'll own is Earth until You can paint with all the colors of the wind ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
The sound of ocean surf (my sleep aid device).
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Otto Titsling (from the movie, "Beaches", 1988) -- Bette Midler Otto Titsling, inventor and kraut, had nothing to get very worked up about. His inventions were failures, his future seemed bleak. He fled to the opera at least twice a week. One night at the opera he saw an Aida who's t-ts were so big they would often impede her. Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit, done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts. Oh, my god! There she blows! Aerodynamically this bitch was a mess. Otto eyeballed the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds, and he suddenly felt the fire of inspiration flood his soul. He knew what he had to do! He ran back to his workshop where he futzed and futzed and futzed. For Otto Titsling had found his quest: to lift and mold the female breast; to point the small ones to the sky; to keep the big ones high and dry! Every night he'd sweat and snort searching for the right support. He tried some string and paper clips. Hey! He even tried his own two lips! Well, he stitched and he slaved and he slaved and he stitched until finally one night, in the wee hours of morning, Otto arose from his workbench triumphant. Yes! He had invented the worlds first over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray! Exhausted but ecstatic he ran down the street to the diva's house bearing the prototype in his hot little hand. Now, the diva did not want to try the darn thing on. But, after many initial misgivings, she finally did. And the sigh of relief that issued forth from the diva's mouth was so loud that it was mistaken by some to be the early onset of the Siroccan Winds which would often roll through the Schwarzwald with a vengeance! Ahhhhh-i! But little did Otto know, at the moment of his greatest triumph, lurking under the diva's bed was none other than the very worst of the French patent thieves, Philippe DeBrassiere. And Phil was watching the scene with a great deal of interest! Later that night, while our Brun Hilda slept, into the wardrobe Philippe softly crept. He fumbled through knickers and corsets galore, 'til he found Otto's titsling and he ran out the door. Crying, "Oh, my god! What joy! What bliss! I'm gonna make me a million from this! Every woman in the world will wanna buy one. I can have all the goods manufactured in Taiwan." "Oh, thank you!" The result of this swindle is pointedly clear: Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a brassiere? ~Theo~ :winky::listening::giggle::bouquet: |
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Sultry and romantic.....
All Out Of Love -- Vocalist unknown, Mark Snow (composer) ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
The New Easy Line Dance for 2020 "Backyard Sway" tutorial!
Learning an easy line-dance routine. I can do all these steps. Just gotta do them in time with the music. :blink: I'll get there soon. "Sway to the left, sway to the right."
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Flipping Bats (baseball podcast on Apple)
We love baseball, so it’s podcasts that we listen to to keep up to date.
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Whatchugot -- Caro Emerald Hey Toscanini, can you make me swoon? I like the oboe but I love the bassoon Some more [?] would light the flambé Get down and dirty and I might wanna stay Whatchugot? (whatchugot) Mister, mister, gave me something real hot (gave me something real hot) Whatchugot? (whatchugot) Keep it going 'til I tell you to stop ('til I tell you to stop) I want a love practitioner, a fun commissioner An all night finisher, let's have a ball So whatchugot? Whatchugot Whatchugot, hmm I like Puccini with some midnight wine Are you Italian 'cause you're dressed so fine? Where's your Ferrari, is it parked out back? I'd like to see it, is it shiny and black? Whatchugot? (whatchugot) Mister, mister, gave me something real hot (gave me something real hot, yeah) Whatchugot? (whatchugot) Keep it going 'til I tell you to stop ('til I tell you to stop) I want a love practitioner, a fun commissioner An all night finisher, let's have a ball So whatchugot? Let's have a... You can call me crazy, that's my middle name I like sambuca, baby, let's set the world aflame You can call me crazy, that's my middle name I like sambuca, baby, let's set the world aflame Hey Leonardo, can you play me a song? I'll sing the words but I'll get them all wrong I'll be original, I'll promise you that My love's the pinnacle, there's no turning back Whatchugot? (whatchugot) Mister, mister, gave me something real hot (gave me something real hot) Whatchugot? (whatchugot) Keep it going 'til I tell you to stop ('til I tell you to stop) I want a love practitioner, a fun commissioner An all night finisher, let's have a ball So watchugot, mister? Oh whatchugot, mister, mister, mister Whatchugot? Oh, keep it going Real hot ~Theo~ :winky::dance2::listening::bouquet: |
Sad, sad, sad songs
Love Lives On
by Joe Cocker You touched my life and turned my heart around Seems when I found you It was me I really found You opened my eyes and now my soul can see Our moment may be over but you're still here with me 'Cause love lives on beyond goodbye The truth of us will never die Our spirits will shine long after we're gone And so our love lives on . . . |
John Williams - ‘The Long Goodbye’
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To my sweet love (our love song)
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Sierra -- Boz Scaggs What about the one who said he loved you What about the one who said he cared Don't bother trying to find him Way up in the icy air Oh you played with his heartstrings And you played without a care But not up in the High Sierra You won't play his heart out there The angels lay their clouds across his sky They line up for him every night Some have wings and others sing The rest do lazy ballets in the air There he's got a bird to give him warning And he's got a lookout too The beauty of the High Sierra And she's looking out for you The angels lay their clouds across his sky They line up for him every night Some have wings and others sing The rest do lazy ballets in the air What about the one who said he loved you What about the one who said he cared He's up in the High Sierra But don't bother looking there... ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Love Look What You've Done To Me (from the soundtrack of "Urban Cowboy", 1979) -- Boz Scaggs Hope they never end this song This could take us all night long I looked at the moon and I felt blue Then I looked again and I saw you Eyes like fire in the night Bridges burning with their light Now I want to spend the whole night through And Honey, Yes, I'd like to spend it all on you Love, look what you've done to me Never thought I'd fall again so easily Oh, love, you wouldn't lie to me Leading me to feel this way... They might fade and turn to stone Let's get crazy all alone Hold me closer than you'd ever dare Close your eyes and I'll be there After all is said and done After all you are the one Take me up your stairs and through the door Take me where we don't care anymore... Love, look what you've done to me Never thought I'd fall again so easily Oh, love, you wouldn't lie to me... would you Leading me to feel this way... Love, look what you've done to me Never thought I'd fall again so easily Oh, love, you wouldn't lie to me Leading me to feel this way... :heartbeat: ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
Heart of Mine -- Boz Scaggs One day you may Find true love that will last forever And ever 'Til then you'll spend A lifetime wishing one together You never thought she'd say goodbye And you'll never understand the reasons why Heart of mine How will you keep from dying Stop reminiscing Who is she kissing Heart of mine Oh what's the use in trying No one can mend you now mmmmm Love plays cruel games You can't believe she's found another ...Lover Does she miss me Sometimes you just can't help but wonder No you can't hold the hands of time And you'll always be the one she left behind Heart of mine How will you keep from dying Stop reminiscing Who is she kissing Heart of mine Oh what's the use in trying No one can mend you now And you'll never understand the reasons why Heart of mine How will you keep from dying Stop reminiscing Who is she kissing Heart of mine Oh what's the use in trying No one can mend you now Oh heart of mine Heart of mine Heart of mine :heartbeat: ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
After The Love Is Gone (EW&F cover) -- Leonid & Friends For awhile to love was all we could do we were young and we knew and our eyes were alive Deep inside we knew our love was true For awhile we paid no mind to the past we knew love would last Ev'ry night somethin' right would invite us to begin the dance Somethin' happened along the way what used to be happy was sad Somethin' happened along the way and yesterday was all we had And oh after the love has gone how could you lead me on and not let me stay around Oh oh oh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found For awhile to love each other with all we would ever need Love was strong for so long never knew that what was wrong oh baby wasn't right We tried to find what we had till sadness was all we shared We were scared this affair would lead our love into Somethin' happened along the way yesterday was all we had Somethin' happened along the way what used to be happy is sad Somethin' happened along the way oh yesterday was all we had And oh after the love has gone how could you lead me on and not let me stay around Oh oh oh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found Oh oh oh oh oh oh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found Oh woh woh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found Oh woh woh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found Oh woh woh Oh woh woh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found Woh woh woh after the love has gone what used to be right is wrong Can love that's lost be found Woh woh woh ~Theo~ :winky::listening::bouquet: |
ILLENIUM - Nightlight (Official Audio)
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Love is in the Air (John Paul Young, 1977) <3<3<3
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Florence + The Machine - Breath Of Life
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