Friday, February 23, 2007

Trouble comes. It's the way of the wind. Don't let it in.
Worry comes. Don't let it in. Goes with the wind.
And I can teach you, if you let me reach you.
And I can show you, if you let me know you.

Living comes, every day, hang on you may.
Loving comes one lucky day. Sunshine will stay.
And you've got the power, even at this late hour.
And we'll see the glory, as sure as I write this story.
Lord, you make me want to praise you
That I will shout and make about and raise you
Raise you up so others see just what your love has done to me
That I am whole and we are one
My life in you has just begun

It is my faith that you believe in me
And so I sing along in harmony
I saw my old lover on the beach one day
She looked so much like a whale I just had to say
If she's only had the pounds when I took her to the grounds
She would'a been my Big Bootie Baby By the Bay

I like 'em big, the bigger the better
I like 'em large, with a capital letter
I dig 'em weighty, like I saw in Kuwaitee
The bigger they are, the harder they come
Short ones, tall ones,smart ones, dumb.
Give me the luxe life
I want all the money and the toys
It's a deluxe life
Filled with all the girlies and the boys
It's not a tough life
Full of all the sorrow and the pain
And not a rough life
There's nothing from which I'll abstain
Hi. It's been a while since we've talked, and much has happened.