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Tori Amos -
A Silent Night with You
The radio plays my holiday faves | It takes me back to when
our love was new | Young lovers pass me by with their glow | That
used to be us not so long ago | You said then "I just want to spend
a silent night with you" | With you | A silent night with you | Joy
to the world, your arms kept me warm | Night after night, in such a
cold world | Hear the bell strike, old pictures instead | Tell
me the past is filling my head | You said then "I just want to spend
a silent night with you" | With you | A silent night with you | The
radio plays my holiday faves | It takes me back to when our love was
new | Lost in my daze, you slip past and say "Girl, take my hand,
see, nothing has changed | Now or then I just want to spend a silent
night with you" | With you | A silent night with you | All is calm |
All is bright.
Andrea Corr -
Ideal World
Jeanie marries when she's 21, She has a baby one year on | And every
year that's the way that life goes | Lost herself in domesticity | A
cleaning, feeding entity | She can't recall what she was before | In
an ideal world kids would keep their rooms tidy | In an ideal world
he'd be home from his work on time | And in the morning I could lie
in | Johnny signs his share of autographs | For all the people he
makes laugh | And he walks home to an empty flat | Does his best to
fight the silence | Late night TV vicodens | He can't forget what he
had before | In an ideal world she would still think I'm funny | In
an ideal world she'd be waiting in bed for me | And in the morning
we could lie in | In an ideal world | Molly's sitting in a
waiting room | The top doctor will see her soon | In the body nature
gave her | Worried if she'll ever wake up | Wondering if she's
better off | Why can't she be what she was before? | In an ideal
world he would still think I'm pretty | In an ideal world he would
only want bed with me | And in the morning we could lie in | In an
ideal world you would make a decision | In an ideal world you'd be
making a home for me | And in the morning we could lie in | Sunday
mornings we could lie in
Michael
Buble
- Home
Another summer day | Has come and gone away | In Paris and Rome |
But I wanna go home | Maybe surrounded by | A million people I |
Still feel all alone | I just wanna go home | Oh, I miss you, you
know | And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you |
Each one a line or two | “I’m fine baby, how are you?” | Well I
would send them but I know that it’s just not enough | My words were
cold and flat | And you deserve more than that | Another
aeroplane | Another sunny place | I’m lucky I know | But I wanna go
home | I’ve got to go home | Let me go home | I’m just too far from
where you are | I wanna come home | And I feel just like I’m living
someone else’s life | It’s like I just stepped outside | When
everything was going right | And I know just why you could not |
Come along with me | 'Cause this was not your dream | But you always
believed in me | Another winter day has come | And gone away |
In even Paris and Rome | And I wanna go home | Let me go home | And
I’m surrounded by | A million people I | Still feel all alone | Oh,
let me go home | Oh, I miss you, you know | Let me go home | I’ve
had my run | Baby, I’m done | I gotta go home | Let me go home | It
will all be all right | I’ll be home tonight | I’m coming back home
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