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(Cyndi Lauper, William Wittman)
Shine I'll stand by you
Don't try and push me away
'cause I'm just gonna stay
You can shine I won't deny you
And don't be afraid it'll all be ok
Do you know my name
Well I ain't gonna take
that big time line
won't be beat by a lie
Gonna call out to these embers
waiting to ignite
Gonna pull you up
By your love, by your love
and tell you
Shine I'll stand by you...
I can see the frown you wear
All around like some faded crown
Like a watch over wound
Gonna call down to this diamond
buried underground
Gonna pull you up
by your love, by your love
and tell you
When it's said and done
What you need will come
and time won't let me
Let you let me waste it this time
shine...
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(Cyndi Lauper, William Wittman, Rob Hyman)
You see me everywhere, in my underwear
You may wonder what I'm here to sell
But underneath my stare, I'm so naked there
There are secrets I'm dying to tell
It's Hard to be Me
Nobody knows what it's like to be
The envy of mediocrity
If you could see
All my depth and complexity
I'd think you'd agree
It's Hard to be Me; It's Hard to be Me
I am up here alone, on my glamorous throne
Want to thank all you people down there
I was once an unknown, like you but I've grown
I have so much I'm hoping to share
It's Hard to be Me
Nobody knows what it's like to be
The envy of mediocrity
If you could see
All my depth and complexity
I'd think you'd agree
It's Hard to be Me, It's Hard to be Me
I guess you think that it's hard for you
Walking 'round in your little shoes
You don't know how I've sacrificed
To live this life, to look so nice
It's Hard to be Me
Nobody knows what it's like to be
The envy of mediocrity
If you could see
All my depth and complexity
I'd think you'd agree
It's Hard to be Me, It's Hard to be Me
Me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me
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(Cyndi Lauper, William Wittman)
What are you thinking when you're looking at me
What can you tell me of reality?
I'm only woman... not just a Fantasy
and the flesh and blood is warmer than some color transparency
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
What are you thinking when you push me away
Was it some promise in your youth you made?
Holding out for something or hoping to be saved
Does it make you feel power or are you just afraid of me?
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
I don't know
if you say so
got so many do's and don'ts my head is spinning
Hey Romeo, j-j-j-just let get go
maybe everything could use a little sinning
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try and reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try and reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
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(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)
I used to stand in my doorstep
I used to dance in the rain
I used to cast out wishes
That never came back again
I used to sit in my garden
With pretty maids in a row
Silver bells and cockle shells
Waiting to see where we're goin'
Wide Open for anything
Anything love would bring
Wide Open for anything
Anything and everything
Same old scenery
Made me real confused
Tired of the same old feeling
Of being lost and used
I follow lonely footprints
To see where they would lead
Dreaming that they would take me
Where I want to be
Wide Open for anything
Anything love would bring
Wide Open for anything
Anything and everything
An air of confidence
Is now in my stride
I swing my shoulders gently
My hips from side to side
Now I live in the moment
Where there are no regrets
Now I keep my head up
With nothing to forget
Wide Open for anything
Anything love would bring
Wide Open for anything
Anything and everything
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(Cyndi Lauper, Nines Marcello)
Sometimes I look at you
Feel like I make you blue
Wish I could make us all brand new
Wish I had some mystery left
To my personality
Then I could wink at you
and you'd laugh like you used to
You know I think we'll make it through
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
We could move on if you wanted to
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
I know it's hard not to
continue what we do
And remove a pattern
Like an old tattoo
I go with you
You go with me
But if we had some clarity
Well maybe we could stop ourselves
before we both get silly
You know I think we'll make it through
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
We could move on if you wanted to
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
Always felt strong
we belong
From the first time you stood next to me
Am I still your girl?
Cause in a crowded world
You are still the only man I see
Maybe we'd stop ourselves
Before we both get silly
You know I think we'll make it through
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
We could move on if you wanted to
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
You know I think we'll make it through
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
We could move on if you wanted to
Cause if it's all the same
I'd rather be with you
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(Cyndi Lauper, Allee Willis)
Things like this
Can always take a little time
I always thought
We'd be together down the line
We start to fight
And can't get over what was said
'Cause you see black and white
And I see red
And I wonder who let in the rain
You know without you
I'm not the same
When love gets strong
People get weak
Sometimes they lose control
And wind up in too deep
They fall like rain
Who let in the rain
I make the bed and cover
Where you used to sleep
I'm smoothing over promises
Made in these sheets
I envy lovers passing by
Out on the street
'Cause what they have
I couldn't keep
And I wonder who let in the rain
You know without you
I'm not the same
When love gets strong
People gets weak
Sometimes they lose control
And wind up in too deep
They fall like rain
Who let in the rain...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)
Lot of havoc in the sea
People rushing endlessly
Sometimes I think it's just their way
Of capturing a better day
You keep rushing home baby
For your dose of reality
I'll hold out my hands to you
You do what you need to
Ohh, whoa
I will comfort you (I will comfort you)
Ohh, whoa
I will comfort you (I will comfort you)
An ocean of humanity
Some wash up along the street
It's hard to keep in stepping round
It's hard to keep that frame of mind
Trying to move with the sun
Gives the illusion that we're one
I'll be running next to you
We do what we need to
Ohh, whoa
I will comfort you (I will comfort you)
Ohh, whoa
I will comfort you (I will comfort you)
But when the moonlight washes over our bed
and the road slows
A lonely siren screeching 'round the bend
The cool air blows
Raising the hair on my skin
We come face to face
Try to let each other in
Ohh, whoa
I will comfort you (I will comfort you)
Ohh, whoa
I will comfort you (I will comfort you)
I will I will I will I will
I will I will I will I will
I will comfort you
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(Cyndi Lauper, Ryuichi Sakamoto)
I met a man
And talked about you
He seemed like a man from Osaka I knew
And he listened while I told him how you hurt me
And he consoled me when he told me he'd been hurt too
And he said we are inter-dependent
And the effects on each other never ending
And that the air has no boundaries
I think this water that surrounds me
Is the same water soaking through to you
So what comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
What comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
I had some tea
With a gal from Paris
We talked about life, sex, love and poetry
And you can't help it
Your name came up again
And she said man those kind of guys
Really know how to steal all of the oxygen
And I said we are inter-dependent
And the effects on each other never ending
And that the air has no boundaries
I think this water that surrounds me
Is the same water soaking' through to you
So what comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
What comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
I have a friend I confide in
He always says doll you got to learn not to lead with your chin
But you can't help it
It all comes up again
And then you have your fill
And your spill reaches down as far as a flood
So what comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
What comes floating to me
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
Eventually
Eventually
Will come floating back to you
Eventually
Eventually
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(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)
When I was young,
way back in Sicily
you should have seen me
My hair then was long
There was this one young man
who always came around
and gave me this ribbon of velvet brown
Waiting for Valentino
His dark eyes lock on mine
Waiting for Valentino
Then you did what you were told
Married a cousin I didn't know
He'd fallen in love with my photograph
Oh why, worked harder then I could bare
and he never seemed to care
I bore his only son at the end of that year
There is a place I can slip away to
out in the desert of sand and dune
My she's tan; she looks like a mirage
Someday I'll escape there like Scherazade
Waiting for Valentino
His dark eyes lock on mine
Waiting for Valentino
To carry me off through time
I had lived long as I can
Made three generations American
Now my daughter takes my hand
and whispers to me
There is a place I can slip away to
out in the desert of sand and dune
My she's tan; she looks like a mirage
Someday I'll escape there like Scherazade
Waiting for Valentino
His dark eyes lock on mine
Waiting for Valentino
To carry me off through time
To carry me off through time
To carry me off through time
To carry me off through time
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(Cyndi Lauper, Nines Marcello)
This kind of love ain't right
Won't take us through the night
This kind of love's not true
Not good for me or you
Woke up to find myself
Standing in another day
Filled with anxiety
I'm praying for a different way
I give it all I have
Till I have no more to give
I used to think I'd die for love
Now I'd rather live
If everywhere you look, you find some misery
The view from there can make you feel
Just a little crazy
This kind of love ain't right
Won't take us through the night
Some think love equals pain, but...
This kind of love's not true
Not good for me or you
I think we got to get out of this rain
Stay walking through life
Waiting for the other shoe to fall
Dreams cut like a knife
When you think you shouldn't dream at all
I saw a dark cloud
Looks like it follows us around
It doesn't take that much, you know
To make it tumble down
How did we ever go from being so happy
To suffer alone and be strong
Just so we can keep on giving up
This kind of love ain't right
Won't take us through the night
Some think love equals pain, but...
This kind of love's not true
Not good for me or you
I think we got to get out of this rain
If everywhere you look, you find some misery
The view from there can make you feel
Just a little crazy
This kind of love ain't right
Won't take us through the night
Some think love equals pain, but...
This kind of love's not true
Not good for me or you
I think we got to get out of this rain
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(Cyndi Lauper, Jan Pulsford)
Wake Me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
I want to be free
I want to be connected to everyone I see
(Ohh) Ooo... everyone moving with the same emotion
(Ohh) Ooo... and he looks just like a silent word being spoken
Wake Me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
Rhythm is my spirit
Rhythm is my speech
Rhythm is pulsating
The rhythm of the street
(Ahh) Ooo... to find myself in the still of the thunder
(Ahh) Ooo... 'til another moment passing by pulls me under... pulls me under
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
Ohhhhhhh Yeah!
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
I want to be with you
I want to be free
I want to be connected from my heart to be beat
Beam myself in the light against the darkness
'Til your love descends and smoothes away all the harshness, all the harshness
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away
Wake me
Shake me
Come on take me
To a Higher Plane
Make the music and the rhythm
Carry me away-ay-ay-ay-ay
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(Cyndi Lauper, Rob Hyman)
I went to the water's edge, forgot I couldn't swim
I went to the water's edge, all ready to jump in
I saw the water shimmer
I heard the wind howl
I saw my own reflection
I just can't see it now
You say it's the way of the world
To somehow co-exists
That eventually life unfurls
A path to happiness
So I whisper your little secret
And repeat it under my breath
I'll save it for you in my heart
In case we both forget
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I am gripped by a loneliness
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I'd be released in your tenderness
I'd be released in your tenderness
I went to the water's edge and saw my life eclipse
I went to the water's edge and then felt myself slip
I dreamed that I was floating, just coast until I grew fins
I want to catch this tide back home and feel you again
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I am gripped by a loneliness
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I'd be released in your tenderness
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I am gripped by a loneliness
Oh, I wish you could wrap yourself around me
I'd be released in your tenderness
I'd be released in your tenderness
I'd be released in your tenderness
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