A rare foray for me into the world of jazz. Just wanted to write something with some fresh chords. Just solo guitar and vocals.
Music/Lyrics/Singing/Playing/Arranging/Recording: Tom O'Brien
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Just another ballad to my love.
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You breathe another wisp
Of breath into my lungs
You're like a pretty song
That's waiting to be sung
And all my senses
Are completely overcome
I'm like a beggar
Naked, blind, both deaf and dumb
You make a rain shower
Feel just like a sunny day
Erase the gray clouds
You can send them on their way
I'm like a statue
To the graceful way you move
Eyes staring at you
All my faithfulness to prove
Honest love
Is a virtue
You can claim
As a prize
It's a fire
That won't hurt you
It's the flame
In your eyes
Lock your eyes on mine
Even heaven falls away
Shiver down my spine
there are never words to say
Yesterday morning
I was up before the sun
It felt unusual
To see the day begun
I could not wait
To tell the news to everyone
There was a fairy tale
Just waiting to be spun
Honest love
Is a virtue
You can claim
As a prize
It's a fire
That won't hurt you
It's the flame
In your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes
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