1. |
I Want You
03:26
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I've had too much wine
For a Thursday night
It's only 6 o'clock
Too early to be kissing outside
It's hard to fight it though
When your eyes are that blue
And I don't care if all New England knows
That I want you
Cause I do
Bit of a breeze
But it's the brightest April day
Southbound tracks
We're pulling away
I bet they'd all agree
I'm sitting way too close to you
But I don't care if these strangers see
That I want you
Cause I do
Oh, I do, Oh
I want it to stay this dark
Don't want you to see my eyes
They're trembling and barely open
Trying to keep the tears inside
Oh I want you
Oh I do
I want you for me
But your flight back to Chicago leaves in the morning
Chandelier moon
Dead of night
Thinking if we don't sleep
We can elude goodbye
Before the magic disappears
I want to leave you with proof
And I don't care if the whole world will hear
That I want you
Cause I do
Oh, I do, Oh
Oh I, do
I don't want to lose you darlin'
I don't want to let you go
I don't want to say goodbye
I want you, you know
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2. |
Sweet
03:34
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I’ve been running and
I’ve been screaming and
I’ve been crawling after you
I’ve been sayin’ that
I don’t need it
But damnit, I still do
But you, you don’t know all the lengths I would go
And I can’t help but think, how sweet it’d be
You’ve been folding and
You’ve been dark blue and
You’ve been steady all this time
You’ve been acting
So apathetic
But damnit I’m on fire
And I, I don’t know where you sleep, where you go
But I can’t help but think, how sweet it’d be
I’m your wilton rose, I’ll get myself undressed, I will
I’ll close my eyes until I love you a little less, I will
Oh I believe
How sweet it would be
I’ll show you
I’ve been patient and
I’ve been worthy and
I will let you bring me down
You’re my sunset
My masterpiece
Slipping through my fingers now
And I, I don’t know anything about letting go
So I’ll sit here and think, how sweet it’d be
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3. |
There Is a Line
03:19
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I walk in slowly
Got eyes for you only
Gotta know, gotta see it through
My heart beats faster
My next disaster’s
In stony eyes that belong to you
And oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Oooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Your breathing’s a lovely sound
And we’re all alone now
My hand’s shakin at the thought
Laid out in all my dreams
You sittin' like a king in front of me
My mind’s a mess, my judgment’s gone
And yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Comin’ on like a wayward train
Your bullet fired, your reckless aim
Between the thing you want and I
There is a line
I need your eyes, your teeth, your skin
I need your air for rescuin’
Between responsibility and fire
There is a line
Let’s cross it, yeah, yeah, yeah
Drifting back in
Only to go out again
I won’t sleep at all tonight
Keep on wishing
Reminiscing
‘Cause there is a line
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4. |
Pathetic
03:55
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Sun shining over your head, across the bluest sky
Nose to nose, you say my name, baby one more time
I remember running through the fear and all
I remember every word, every single call
I wandered around alone in a trance
Smilin’ at strangers, swearin’ the world was dancing
High, so high, playin back those tired eyes
Lookin me up and down and, puttin your lips on mine, and
I know it’s pathetic
To be holding on like this
Oh but you’re the only one
That I can’t forget
I can’t forget
Early winter, bodies tangled, you’re quietly breathing
The last time you’d ever kiss me and mean it
Why, oh why, the doubt crept onto your face
You never gave me a reason for wanting to throw it away, yeah
I know it’s pathetic
To be holding on like this
Oh but you’re the only one
That I can’t forget
I can’t forget
Oh, you shook off all of my love and
You left it bit by bit
I’m lying on the floor
Surrounded by what’s left of it
I know that it’s pathetic
You’re gone and, I know it’s
Pathetic, pathetic, I get it
Looking me up and down and, putting your lips on mine and
I know it’s pathetic
To be holding on like this
Oh but you’re the only one
I can’t forget
I can’t forget
Oh I swore you were the one
Did you forget?
Cause I can’t forget
Oh, you shook off all of my love and
You left it bit by bit
I’m lying on the floor
Surrounded by what’s left of it
I know that it’s pathetic
You’re gone and, I know it’s
Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic
Baby I’m pathetic, pathetic, I get it
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5. |
Dying
04:20
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Can’t believe so much time has passed
When you’re standing still it sure goes by so fast
Still feels like yesterday was the last
Time you ever left
Tried to change it but you had made up your mind
You and me and Oklahoma had died
I remember it pouring like crazy that night
But I, I’ve tried to forget the rest
I never liked the lightning
Could feel it hit right inside of me
My love for you is one last cigarette
And I might be dying
I might be dying
Everyone smiles and they all say
Save your tears girl, you’re just at that age
Of moving and leaving and making mistakes
Don’t you let him define you
But they weren’t there when we’d fall asleep
And they weren’t there on that empty uptown street
When you said something simple that made me finally believe
If they were, they’d be dying too
I never liked the lightning
Could feel it hit right inside of me
My love for you is one last cigarette
And I might be dying
I might be dying
Feels like I’m standing in the path of a train
Tempting God and screaming out your name
The tracks are trembling, I should jump out of the way
But I, I think I’m dying, Oh I, I’m dying
I never liked the lightning
I could feel it hit right inside of me
My love for you is one last cigarette and
I might be dying
I never liked the lightning
I could feel it hit right inside of me
My love for you is one last cigarette and
I might be dying
I think I’m dying
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Tamara Laurel Los Angeles, California
Americana Singer-Songwriter, Guitarist, Harmonica Hack.
Debut Album RUNAWAY now available
From Woodinville, WA
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