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Lyrics for Grapes & Seeds
Heaven Heaven © Bar Scott 2000, 2002 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 Years ago I remember holding hands Running around and falling down In circles then, the sun was shining everywhere I remember my hand in your hand And then I find that I remember holding you In the grass in the meadow And here I am, I’m on my knees Looking to heaven so far away Searching for my way In love with you The sun was shining down on my I remember just lying there The sky was turning like a movie screen Where the clouds roll in fast And here I am I’m on my knees again Looking for heaven, far, far away So far that I can’t find my way When I am here Roses are red, a violet’s blue When I’m in love with you When I am here Ashes to ashes We all fall down And we get up again We all get up I’m walking all the way to heaven Heaven here I come I’m almost all the way to heaven Heaven turned away Why am I here? Where roses are red and black And no violet’s blue when I’m in love with you Why am I here? Ashes to ashes We all fall down And we get up again We all get up Fear From Paradise © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 A thousand nights ago when we were young I heard a voice that sang my name And handed me a rose How did he know? A millionaire could not predict it The tarot cards would not foretell He’d paint even though he’d gone blind How could he know fear from paradise? Paradise from standing still in the dark? The night before the wind was howling The land was there they’d heard But heaven knows They sailed across the sea anyway, Oh my God! How could they know fear from paradise? Paradise from standing still on the shore? Easter Sunday © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing AS CAP 2000 Sometimes I think to make a little sacrifice But I forget before I do It’s easy and easier I could give up a mug and save a buck or two (and give it to you) Or give you the shirt off of my back It’s easy and easier Easter Sunday Church on that day Back out Monday Why? Easter Sunday Church on that day Back out Monday Why? I’ll tell you why: It’s easier When I get rich I’ll give a lot to you (you know I will now) Maybe that shirt or my old shoes It’s easy and easier Easter Sunday Church on that day Back out Monday Why? Easter Sunday Church on that day Back out Monday Why? (It’s easier) easier, easier Sometimes I think to make a little sacrifice (You know I do now) I just forget before I do It’s easy and easier not to easy, easier Write Me A Love Letter © Bar Scott 1995, 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 1995 I want to hear your voice and touch your hand Lie down and hear the beating of your heart in my ear If I could see you I would know where you are Instead I’m hoping that you’ll Write me a love letter tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me still So many thoughts are running ‘round in my head at night With him beside me and her face allied with yours, not mine Every night when the darkness sets in I lie here wishin’ that you’d Write me a love letter tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me still Our ending had come in my heart so I turned away In time I thought you’d change ease the pain So won’t you write me tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me Alone again, I am alone again Don’t turn me away, don’t turn me away, no, no, no Please write me tell me how you feel Write me a love letter tell me you love me still I want to hear your voice and touch your hand Lie down and hear the beating of your heart in my ear Buddy’s Back in Town © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 We said good-bye to him in 1943 I told Freya Alan then “my life’s ahead of me when Buddy’s back in town!” Sinatra would sing to us each night on the radio We would sit and hope that he’d sing “I’ll Be Seeing You” When Buddy’s back in town I’ll hear that train come down the track I’ll wear lipstick ‘red-as-love’ I’ll be the first one there in a big round hat And I will wave right back When he’s back in town We’d look to Orion at the same time every night I’d find I’d be dreamin’ of my man in his sailor whites When he gets back in town I’ll hear that train come down the track I’ll wear lipstick ‘red-as-love’ I’ll be the first one there in a big round hat And I will wave right back And then he’ll say to me “Oh, Shirl, will you marry me? Please, marry me?” And then I will say to him “Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I said good-bye to him in 1943 Now Buddy’s back in town Ooo, ooo, ooo Ooo, ooo. ooo Like It Was © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 I lie alone with just a light on The telephone and a day-old coffee by the bed Rehearsing every line before it’s said I’ll let it ring and then I’ll say That I’ve been fine and I’m so happy that you’ve been Daddy says I play that game with him You said, I said Around again Control yourself, I tell myself, We’ll love again Try again Here we go again If I’d worn a different blouse and tried not to talk so much I know it could be like it was Dropped by your house again this morning The hose was out and the paper in You’re sleepin’ in I guess you couldn’t hear the doorbell ring You said, I said Around again Control yourself, I tell myself, We’ll love again Try again Here I go again If I could touch you, and you would touch me I swear it could be like it was Ow! Ow! Hold Your Head Up © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 Sometimes I see what is happening in my life But my eyes don’t see and my ears won’t hear the signs you’re giving Things aren’t always what they seem to be Things can’t always be what used to be No, no One lie, one cheat, was one too many crimes He’d hide behind that perfect smile and lie over and over Things aren’t always what they seem to be Things can’t always be what used to be No, no Hold your head up, hold your head up, high Hold your head up, hold your head up, high High, high, high hello Hold your head up, hold your head up, high High, high, high hello Hello, hello, hi Cry © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 I heard a story a guy named Jason told About a man he’d known Who’d lost his wife She fought so hard for him But she could not hold on She left behind his child for him to hold When Jason told that story I held my breath in fear That anyone would suffer such a broken heart And as that little child became a little girl He loved her twice as much She was his lover’s child She had her mother’s smile She had her mother’s eyes Although she’d never cry For fear she’d never stop For fear When Jason told that story I held my breath in fear That anyone would suffer such a broken heart And not cry She didn’t want to start to cry When Jason told that story I held my breath in fear That anyone would suffer such a broken heart And not cry Cry Cry Where the Angels Meet © Bar Scott 2000 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 Go to sleep now It’s time to dream And go to where the angels meet They’ll shower you with kisses And shelter you from harm And bring you safely back in to my arms They will feed you milk and honey From streams that flow with love All around you stars will shine Where the angels meet Go to sleep now I’ll be here when you stir To start another day with you Each day I’ll wonder! Each day I’ll long to see The places where your dreams will lead And I will feed you milk and honey From streams that flow with love All around you stars will shine Where the angels meet So fly away, little one, you’re my angel Go to sleep now Find your dreams Where the angels meet Go to where the angels meet Go to sleep Love Is The Reason © Bar Scott 2000, 2002 Published by Lucy Max Publishing ASCAP 2000 I have caught my emotions right down under my skin Come, my love, lie out in the open and Ill let you in I’ll try I’ll find all the bruises, I’ll touch every scar, I will make no excuses, I’ll feed you grapes and seeds and love, love Love is the reason I love this life, Love If I started to show you I just may never stop When I try to free my emotions, I feed you grapes and seeds And love, love You and I believe in the other side of love The other side of love All we really need for the other side is love, love Love is the reason I love this life, Love Love is the reason I love this life, Love Love is, Love is, I love, Love If I turn to you, I might run away, turn around, then run back again, Oh, Love, love,
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