Альбом Paula Cole

Paula Cole/Dean Parks

Lord make me a lightning bolt to burn off this ring
(comin' down, comin' down),
Lord make me a Skilsaw to cut through these chains
(comin' down, comin' down),
Lord give me the clarity to see through this smoke,
And salvage the woman comin' down.

Lord make me an arrow to pierce through the lies
(comin' down, comin' down),
Lord make me a lens to better see my life
(comin' down, comin' down),
Lord make me an instrument to sing away the pain,
This rushing river, comin' down.

I'm free, here in the mountains of peace may I be.
I see the greatness above and the smallness of me.

Lord I'm mistaken in the choices that I made
(comin' down, comin' down)
I made me a prison that should've been a man
(comin' down, comin' down)
Lord help me discover the courage to Be,
To handle these changes comin' down.

I'm free here in the mountains of peace may I be,
I see the greatness above and the smallness of me.
So free, here in garden awake consciously,
I see the greatness within; the greatness in me.

Lord I'm your instrument, I'll shoulder the weight,
Of feeling emotions in a deeper shade.
I'll be the one who puts them to song,
And liberate the heartache comin' down.

Paula Cole/Jeff Lorber/Hassan Hakmoun

Crimson cardinal sees his life,
Into the glass he fl ies.
The perfect partner he does spy,
A moment's glance of eyes.
Refl ections of a future love,
Feel the pull of fate.
The perfect love turned out to be,
Himself in haste and vain,
Passion's fl ash of red,
Bloodied on the pane.

In your eyes I fi nd,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight.
Blinded by surprise,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight.

All the qualities I loved,
Now bite me black and blue.
All the joys you loved in me,
Come biting back at you.
So innocent we found ourselves,
Becoming what we feared.
'Til death do us our shadows part,
Make room through all these tears,
'Til something new appears,
Reborn in this nadir.

In your eyes I fi nd,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight.
Blinded by surprise,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight,
You are my lovelight.

I won't find happiness, looking outside myself.
I'll find my happiness, looking inside myself.

Paula Cole/Mark Goldenberg

I'm black on blacker velvet,
Milk skin and veins,
Like some El Greco painting,
So full of pain.
So full of longing for light of day.
I thought I knew who I was in the world.
But here I am twice blind at being born,
Crawling to my buried voice, within.
And I've forgotten who I used to be.
And I've forgotten the woman in red,
Living her dream.
And I've forgotten the courage I used to be.
Happiness is overrated,
It never lasts.
Skating the surface of oceanic depths.
Oh may the fruit of my life be meaning.
So please forgive me all my seriousness,
My so-called spirituality,
I'm just a mess.
I'm tears and anxiety,
But I'm unafraid to See.
And I've forgotten who I used to be,
The leader in her glory shining, divining.
And I've forgotten, the courage I used to be,
The middle passage is so damned humbling, persona crumbling,
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know.
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try.
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know,
And I try, and I try, and I try, and I try, and I try.
Like some El Greco painting,
No sun or sky.
No lantern, no candle needed to light,
The holy radiance behind the eyes.
And I've forgotten who I used to be.
And I've forgotten the woman in red, living her dream.
And I've forgotten the courage I used to be.
I don't know...

Paula Cole/Jeremy Lubbock

Spin the globe, stop and start.
Come to a place that's torn apart.
Here's a secret, it's my heart,
Oh well,
It's only...

Broken shutters, whistling wind,
Vultures circling overhead,
Tumbleweeds fl y,
Dust in my eyes,
Guess it's not my feelings crying.

Peeling paint on empty homes,
Where people lived in this town long ago,
Packed their bags, nailed down the door,
To Lonelytown.

Oh I once had a love of my life,
The sun of my soul.
But I took him for granted,
Ignored all the signs,
And now it's just memories and passing ghosts.

Spiderwebs and weeds waist high,
Abandoned schoolyards and rusted wire.
Looking for love,
Looking for life,
In Lonelytown.

If you're lucky with a love of your own.
Remember this in a nutshell I've told:
Hold them close and don't let go,
And cherish forevermore.
Or you will live in Lonelytown.

Paula Cole/Patrick Leonard

Your eyes they conjure up those Cliffs of Moher,
Far away and not listening anymore,
Dreaming of life on another shore,
Not here, not now, with me, the bore.

So I stop talking and fade to bleak,
Feeling insignifi cant, atrophied and weak.
Even though it's not who I know myself to be,
The Queen, the Confi dence,
Doesn't speak.

But I was 14 with my passion,
And 15 with my best.
16 with my ego,
And zero with the rest.
My heart is a P.O.W. tangled in my chest,
I don't know how to communicate in a cardiac arrest.

Your eyes they drown me in your sadness.
Your words they bring hurricanes.
Braving Shakespearean tempest,
The Mighty Tiger,
Doesn't blink.

(chorus)

I think I found the one,
Silent suffering inside.
The one who got away,
I was too dangerous to hide.

(chorus)

So I stop talking, baby, cause you always want me to shut up.
Take the center stage meanwhile I become your trusted, silent prop.
So take good care, this mighty woman's ready to explode,
Fire here below the surface of my volcano.

Paula Cole/Mark Goldenberg

Where's my white knight,
My prince to save the day?
I've always paved my own way.
I'm all alone, Bringing home the bread,
Raising the kid, fi xing the bed.

I wanna be a star, Like Marilyn Monroe,
A Cinderella Fantasy, A naive Clara Bow,
A princess and the pea, I try to play the part,
Surrounded by society, Hypnotizing me,
It's hard to be soft.

I'm all alone, At the mommy and me,
Wishing for some company,
I'm the only one, Keeping the home alive,
Making the meals, She's 9 to 5.

I wanna have a star, Like Marilyn Monroe,
A Cinderella fantasy, A naive Clara Bow,
A princess and the pea, We try to play the part,
Surrounded by society, Hypnotizing me,
It's hard to be soft.

Out there on my own,
Successful in the world,
It works to be so strong,
But when I come home,
My pendulum's outta control,
I'm passive or I let my fi re blow.
In a man's world it's hard to be soft.

I don't want to be a star,
Like Marilyn Monroe,
A Cinderella fantasy,
A naive Clara Bow,
A princess and the pea,
I try to play the part,
Surrounded by society,
Hypnotizing me to be,
Home-baked apple pie,
A centerfold in heels,
A Betty Crocker Pamela,
Complacent to believe,
In my Mr. Right,
A pipe and slippers guy,
A ready, steady, rock-hard Eddy,
Oops not always, guess it's only,
Hard to be soft.

Paula Cole

That quiet voice inside of my soul,
It's rising up again.
Oh I know it's the time, life is short.
Gotta grab the wheel of my life.

Indecision, should-haves, could-haves,
Will only rip my joy away.
This inner cross-roads may define me,
But it's the only way.

'Cause it's my life,
And I am free,
To live my life,
The way I feel.

For all the people who hear my song,
Why not take a chance?
By the keeping the child alive in our heart,
There's truth and meaning there.

Trusting beauty,
Truth, perfection,
I'll never lead my light astray.
Listen to my intuition,
Gather up my faith.

'Cause it's my life,
And I am free,
To live my life,
The way I feel.

Deep inside I know I can,
Deep inside I'm beautiful,
Tell myself I won't give up,
Tell myself have courage now.
Willingness and openness,
Step by step and day by day,
Over time a thousand fields,
Will have passed beneath my feet.
'Cause it's my life.

Paula Cole/Greg Phillinganes

Sometimes I'm too bold for my own good,
I go out swinging hard and fast.
This world is beating me broken.
I need a home to rest.

Too quick in the first round,
Too slow in the second,
Now I'm here in the third,
And I need your attention.

I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
Safe in our home,
Safe in our land,
Safe in our world,
Safe in your arms.

It don't matter how strong I think I am,
I always need another heart,
To bind me to the moment.
To help me see myself.

Alive in the fourth round,
Collapsed in the fi fth,
Now I'm here in the sixth,
And I need your belief.

I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
I wanna be safe in your arms,
Safe in our home,
Safe in our land,
Safe in our world,
Safe in your arms.

(And everybody sings oooh...)

Paula Cole/Mark Goldenberg

I wanna kiss you. I wanna kiss you.
I wanna stop the conversation,
I wanna kiss you.

Oh, lie beside me now,
Funny papers, morning sunlight streams,
Oh fantasize me now,
I'll kiss your neck and make your toast and tea,
Oh won't you marry me?
I see a little church atop a hill.
But in the meantime I wanna lose my shame.

I wanna kiss you. I wanna kiss you.
I wanna stop the conversation.
I wanna kiss you. I wanna feel you.
I wanna feel you.
I wanna lean my body into yours.
I wanna feel you.

Oh believe me now,
Walk with me upon the path I see.
Oh a cozy home,
Nestled in an English garden scene.
You will write your books,
And I will paint my paintings by the sea.
But now I'll be Lolita if you please.
I wanna kiss you. I wanna kiss you.
I wanna stop the conversation.
I wanna kiss you. I wanna hold you.
I wanna hold you.
I wanna wrestle you down to the ground.
Oh...

I wanna kiss you. I wanna kiss you.
I wanna stop the conversation.
I wanna kiss you. I wanna have you.
I wanna have you.
I wanna be a possessive girl.
I wanna have you.
Hold you, hurt you, love you, need you, love you, wrestle you down to theground,
Bite you, love you, hold you,
I wanna kiss you.

Paula Cole/Jeremy Lubbock

(Holding on, holding on, holding on...)
Here in this vacancy,
Where we existed,
I carry on in life like some puppet acting her part.

The very core of me,
An empty garden.
The tree of life once flowered her arms to open sky.

An angel guided you home, now I'm alone, now I'm alone,
The living on's the hardest part,
And the days are endless hours.

This house is silent now.
The bed's much bigger.
The television's constant to keep me company.

The Maker guided you home,
Now I'm alone, now I'm alone,
The living on's the hardest part,
And the days are endless hours,

But then at night when my soul is in flight,
And together we meet in the galaxy,
Love know no lease,
We're here in the meadow of grace and peace,
We meet again in our dreams.

So if you hear me now,
'Cause I know you're out there.
Wait for my homecoming when I cross the other side.

A little bird flew you home,
Now I'm alone, now I'm alone,
The living on's the hardest part,
And the days are endless hours.

But then at night when my soul is in flight,
And together we meet in the galaxy,
Love knows no lease,
We're here in the meadow; our secret place.
We meet again in our dreams.
In our dreams.
In our dreams.
Some days we meet again in our dreams.

Paula Cole

Crumbling down, My life,
All these lies, I put on a pedestal.

Walking around, Broken down shoes,
Broken down vows, My same broken heart.

And I know the silence is good for me. And I know how to be alone.
And I know I'm trying to wait this out. And I know, I gotta go.

Then our eyes meet 'cross the room, And I feel like I'm fl ying outside myself.
I can't catch my breath, I just feel something switch,
Can't explain myself.
I thought I was happy, until I met you.

I see a house, There's a child,
Alone on a swing, Where's his mother been?
She's in the back, Hiding her tears,
Making it work, The way it's worked for a thousand years.

I don't know why I walk through the same charade,
I don't know what I'm feeling right now,
But I know I'm tired of the same old tears,
And I know something's gotta change.

Then our eyes meet cross the room, And I feel like I'm fl ying outside myself.
I can't catch my breath, I just feel something switch,
Can't explain myself.

I don't know why I walk through the same charade,
I don't know what I'm feeling right now,
But I know I'm tired of the same old tears,
But I know I gotta go.

Then our eyes meet cross the room, And I feel like I'm fl ying outside myself.
I can't catch my breath, I just feel something switch,
Can't explain myself.
We meet cross the room, And I feel like I'm fl ying outside myself.
I can't catch my breath, I just feel something switch,
Can't explain myself.
I thought I was happy, Until I met you.

Until I met you. (Something inside of me tells me to change my life)
Until I met you. (Something inside of me tells me to fl y)
And now I've met you.