Don't Get Me Wrong
Don't get me wrong its alright
Don't get me wrong its alright
I didn't think the stars above
were put up in the sky for you and me
I remember your eyes
and your smile
and your laughter
I remember your lips
and your hair
and your sweet sweet kiss
You were the sun on a winters day
You were the breeze that blew the clouds away
don't get me wrong
Don't get me wrong its alright
Don't get me wrong its alright
I didn't think the stars above
were put up in the sky for me and you
maybe that's just me
maybe that's just me
maybe that's just me
maybe that's just me
I remember hope in your face and your smile
and those long summer nights when the music played
and we danced all night
and we held each other tight
and I needed you
and you needed me
or maybe its just me
or maybe its just you
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Musicians:
Roger Whipp: Lead vocals
Johnny Branchizio: Electric and acoustic guitars
David Gomez: Drums
Jordi Fiol: Base Guitar
Abel Boquera: Keyboards
Kena Toledo: Back ground vocals
Production
Word and music: Roger Whipp
Produced and arranged by: Johnny Branchizio
Without You To Hold
I'm a hive honey
A prince with no money
A slave with no master
I'm a natural disaster
I'm a dog that don't wag
A ship with no flag
A hermit with no time
I'm a poem that don't ryhme
I'm a book with no cover
A child with no mother
A story that don't last
I'm a tramp with no past
I'm a clock with no hands
A star with no fans
A foot with no shoe
I'm a ship with no crew
Without you to hold I simply unfold
unravel unwind go out of my mind
Without you by my side I crawl off and hide
break into pieces and swollow my pride
I'm a stool with two legs
A poor man who begs
A bank with no money
I'm a joke that ain't funny
I'm a one way street
I got two left feet
A sun with no moon
I'm a song that's out of tune
Without you to hold I simply unfold
unravel unwind go out of my mind
Without you by my side I crawl off and hide
break into pieces and swollow my pride
I'm a hive honey
A prince with no money
I'm a dog that don't wag
A ship with no flag
I'm a book with no cover
A child with no mother
I'm a clock with no hands
A star with no fans
a believer with no creed
a slave that's been freed
I'm a one way street
I got two left feet
A slave with no master
I'm a natural disaster
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Musicians:
Roger Whipp: Lead and background vocals
Johnny Branchizio: Electric and acoustic guitars
David Gomez: Drums
Jordi Fiol: Base Guitar
Abel Boquera: Keyboards
Kena Toledo: Back ground vocals
Production
Word and music: Roger Whipp
Produced and arranged by: Johnny Branchizio
Helpless For You
I tell you now its just a lie
There's nothing new under this sky
and if your thinking that there is
oh girl look in my eyes
You see the expression on my face
Oh can't you see, I'm just another hopeless case
this is not a 5 minute fling
this is for keeps, the real thing
Chorus:
Could be I'm dreaming
Maybe It's true
But I've got a feeling
I'm helpless for you
Call up the doctor on the phone
Demand and audience in Rome
Lock me up and hide the key
Oh can't you see you've got me
Chorus
helpless for you
can't help it
can't help it
can't help it
helpless for you
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Musicians:
Roger Whipp: Lead and background vocals
Johnny Branchizio: Electric and acoustic guitars
David Gomez: Drums
Jordi Fiol: Base Guitar
Abel Boquera: Keyboards
Kena Toledo: Back ground vocals
Production
Word and music: Roger Whipp
Produced and arranged by: Johnny Branchizio
Something Missing
I'm walking on water, you say fly man fly
I'm breaking my back, you say try man try
and I try
to fly
but the wall your built around you
is always just that little bit hard to climb now.
You see me smile you say cry man cry
I walk out of here and you say , why why why?
And I cry, why?
cry, why?
Cus the wall your built around you
is always just that little bit too hard to climb now.
And it beats me, defeats me
Oh girl
There's always something missing
I walk on coals, I sleep on nails, I swallow swords
and jump through hoops in my mind now.
I'm getting out of here you say my my my
I'm packing my bags and I say bye baby bye
bye bye
bye bye baby bye
cus the wall your built around you
is always just that little bit too hard to climb now.
And it beats me, defeats me
Oh girl
There's always something missing
I walk on coals, I sleep on nails, I swallow swords
and jump through hoops in my mind now.
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Musicians:
Roger Whipp: Lead and background vocals
Johnny Branchizio: Electric and acoustic guitars
David Gomez: Drums
Jordi Fiol: Base Guitar
Abel Boquera: Keyboards
Kena Toledo: Back ground vocals
Production
Word and music: Roger Whipp
Produced and arranged by: Johnny Branchizio
The Nature of Things
While I'm waiting on good-times
I'm putting the world to rights
And thinking how good it would be
You're standing on high ground
Maybe morally fine ground
But that don't cut it with me
I'm shouting in whispers
Falling on deaf ears
Why can't you hear me
You lurk in shadows
Plant hate where the fear grows
But no you ain't shaking me
Standing around with our heads in the sand
With our eyes to the ground, ignoring the sound
Well that's the nature of things
but you don't fool me
Walking around with our feet trussed and bound
with our tounge tied and twisted, we never resisted
Well that's the nature of things
but you don't fool me
Well time can't keep secrets
the truth of a lie waits
the time and place to break free
so I'll wait on my sunshine
while you fall from your high ground
because, no, you don't convince me.
Walking around with our feet trussed and bound
with our tounge tied and twisted, we never resisted
Well that's the nature of things
but you don't fool me
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Musicians:
Roger Whipp: Lead and background vocals
Johnny Branchizio: Electric and acoustic guitars
David Gomez: Drums
Jordi Fiol: Base Guitar
Abel Boquera: Keyboards
Kena Toledo: Back ground vocals
Production
Word and music: Roger Whipp
Produced and arranged by: Johnny Branchizio