<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821</id><updated>2012-01-15T15:10:34.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candidly Absorbed in Verse</title><subtitle type='html'>a log of my song obsessions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-2651213289440045974</id><published>2012-01-15T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T15:10:34.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing But A Miracle -- Diane Birch</title><content type='html'>Gettin' tired of livin', livin' for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' tired of hanging on the line&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every morning and I pull back the curtain&lt;br /&gt;And wonder if it's gonna rain or shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' tired of thinking, gettin' so tired of begging&lt;br /&gt;Gettin' tired of forgetting that there's two of us&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so tired of loving a man that just don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me, tell me baby why I'm holding on&lt;br /&gt;When your lovin's long gone?&lt;br /&gt;I got a good mind so why don't you tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me baby why I've been holding on for so long?&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Bring you back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get myself together&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stop telling myself that I can do no better&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go out and maybe start meeting some new people&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go out and buy myself one of those little black dresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm so tired of this T-shirt&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of cryin' off all my make up&lt;br /&gt;Gettin just so tired of waking up with a lonely heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so tired of giving a damn about an absent hearted man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me, tell me baby why I'm holding on&lt;br /&gt;When your lovin's long gone?&lt;br /&gt;I got a good mind so why don't you tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me baby why I've been holding on for so long?&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Bring you back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can see it&lt;br /&gt;Coming down the shadows&lt;br /&gt;I can see it, it's coming through&lt;br /&gt;It's coming through the windows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can see it&lt;br /&gt;I can see it coming down the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;I can't escape it, can't escape it&lt;br /&gt;No I can't escape it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, yeah, why I'm holding on&lt;br /&gt;When your love is long gone?&lt;br /&gt;I got a good mind so why don't you tell me why&lt;br /&gt;I can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me baby why I've been holding on for so long?&lt;br /&gt;And nothing but a miracle is gonna to bring it back&lt;br /&gt;Bring you back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back to me now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing but a miracle, oh no, no&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing but a miracle is gonna bring you back to me now&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-2651213289440045974?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/2651213289440045974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2012/01/nothing-but-miracle-diane-birch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/2651213289440045974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/2651213289440045974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2012/01/nothing-but-miracle-diane-birch.html' title='Nothing But A Miracle -- Diane Birch'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-377112354390776612</id><published>2012-01-07T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T19:43:07.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like You -- Adele</title><content type='html'>I heard that you're settled down&lt;br /&gt;That you found a girl and you're married now.&lt;br /&gt;I heard that your dreams came true.&lt;br /&gt;Guess she gave you things I didn't give to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friend, why are you so shy?&lt;br /&gt;Ain't like you to hold back or hide from the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That for me it isn't over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I begged&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead, "&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd know how the time flies&lt;br /&gt;Only yesterday was the time of our lives&lt;br /&gt;We were born and raised&lt;br /&gt;In a summer haze&lt;br /&gt;Bound by the surprise of our glory days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd hoped you'd see my face and that you'd be reminded&lt;br /&gt;That for me it isn't over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I begged&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing compares&lt;br /&gt;No worries or cares&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and mistakes&lt;br /&gt;They are memories made.&lt;br /&gt;Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I begged&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you too&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget me, I begged&lt;br /&gt;I remember you said,&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-377112354390776612?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/377112354390776612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2012/01/someone-like-you-adele.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/377112354390776612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/377112354390776612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2012/01/someone-like-you-adele.html' title='Someone Like You -- Adele'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-6524424420526383866</id><published>2012-01-05T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:23:12.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Never Stop Loving Somebody -- Big and Rich</title><content type='html'>It's complicated, when love has faded&lt;br /&gt;And you can't hold on anymore&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let go even though you know&lt;br /&gt;Your heart's gonna hate it&lt;br /&gt;And it just might break it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never stop loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;You never stop loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;You just, start loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only solution, is making the conclusion&lt;br /&gt;That it's just another lesson in life&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's over,&lt;br /&gt;It's never really over at goodbye&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never stop loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;You never stop loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;You just, start loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you say or what you do&lt;br /&gt;Even when you find somebody new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never stop loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you tell yourself&lt;br /&gt;You never stop loving somebody&lt;br /&gt;You just, start loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Oh, start loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Start loving somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6524424420526383866?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-941563274905954292</id><published>2012-01-02T14:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:54:10.019-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Forgive You -- Kelly Clarkson</title><content type='html'>I forgive you, I forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Now when do I start to feel again?&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, I forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Now when do I start to feel again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the lights are on&lt;br /&gt;But I'm never home&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be back with a brand new attitude&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were just a couple of kids&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out how to live&lt;br /&gt;Doing it our way&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were busy living the dream&lt;br /&gt;Never noticed the glass ceiling falling on us&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you, I forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Now do I start to feel again?&lt;br /&gt;If I hate you, what does that do?&lt;br /&gt;So I breathe in and I count to 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the lights are on&lt;br /&gt;And I'm coming home&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am back&lt;br /&gt;With a new heart in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Cause I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were just a couple of kids&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out how to live&lt;br /&gt;Doing it our way&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were busy living the dream&lt;br /&gt;Never noticed the glass ceiling falling on us&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;For every time that I cried&lt;br /&gt;Over some stupid thing you did to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;That's alright, yeah I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were just a couple of kids&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out how to live&lt;br /&gt;Doing it our way&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were just a couple of kids&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out how to live&lt;br /&gt;Doing it our way&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;We were busy living the dream&lt;br /&gt;Never noticed the glass ceiling falling on us&lt;br /&gt;No shame, no blame&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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Clarkson'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-6408631563329598597</id><published>2011-12-23T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:27:12.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal -- Neon Trees</title><content type='html'>Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wanna be more than friends&lt;br /&gt;So take it easy on me&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;You're never satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;We're sick like animals&lt;br /&gt;We play pretend&lt;br /&gt;You're just&lt;br /&gt;A cannibal&lt;br /&gt;And I'm afraid&lt;br /&gt;I won't get out alive&lt;br /&gt;I won't sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Take a bite of&lt;br /&gt;My heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are again&lt;br /&gt;I feel the chemicals kickin' in&lt;br /&gt;It's getting heavy&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna run&lt;br /&gt;And hide&lt;br /&gt;I wanna run and hide&lt;br /&gt;I do it every time&lt;br /&gt;You're killin' me now&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be&lt;br /&gt;Denied by you&lt;br /&gt;The animal inside of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some more&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Take a bite of my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some more&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush The world is quiet&lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush We both can't fight it&lt;br /&gt;It's us that made this mess&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you understand?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I won't sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some more&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Take a bite of my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some more&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some more&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Take a bite of my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I want some more&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;What are you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to my heart tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6408631563329598597?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/6408631563329598597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/12/animal-neon-trees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/6408631563329598597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/6408631563329598597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/12/animal-neon-trees.html' title='Animal -- Neon Trees'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1400128259173641587</id><published>2011-12-23T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T19:58:23.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Believe You -- Pink</title><content type='html'>I don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're the swing set and I'm the kid that falls&lt;br /&gt;It's like the way we fight, the times I've cried, we come to blows&lt;br /&gt;And every night the passion's there so it's gotta be right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend&lt;br /&gt;To not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind it&lt;br /&gt;I still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like one of those bad dreams when you can't wake up&lt;br /&gt;Looks like you've given up, you've had enough&lt;br /&gt;But I want more no I won't stop&lt;br /&gt;'cause I just know you'll come around... right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend&lt;br /&gt;To not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't stand there and watch me fall&lt;br /&gt;'cause I, 'cause I still don't mind at all&lt;br /&gt;It's like the way we fight, the times I cry, we come to blows&lt;br /&gt;And every night the passion's there so it's gotta be right, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say don't come around here no more&lt;br /&gt;I won't remind you&lt;br /&gt;You said we wouldn't be apart&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;When you say you don't need me anymore&lt;br /&gt;So don't pretend&lt;br /&gt;To not love me at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1400128259173641587?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-189689423962785555</id><published>2011-11-16T10:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:04:26.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Love -- Grace Potter and the Nocturnals</title><content type='html'>I wake up with my hair on fire&lt;br /&gt;I need something to water me down&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep walking on this wire&lt;br /&gt;I gotta move, I gotta come around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't gonna kill me&lt;br /&gt;If I can stop this before it starts&lt;br /&gt;What don't kill you makes you stronger,&lt;br /&gt;It's only my soul, It's only my heart&lt;br /&gt;And it's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And I can give you up, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up with my mind unwinding&lt;br /&gt;I got a strange tingle in my toes&lt;br /&gt;I fall asleep and I dream of finding&lt;br /&gt;Somebody who really knows&lt;br /&gt;It ain't gonna kill me&lt;br /&gt;If I can stop this before it starts&lt;br /&gt;What don't kill you makes you stronger,&lt;br /&gt;It's only my soul, It's only my heart&lt;br /&gt;And it's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And I can give you up, yes I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to loosen my grip just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;I feel this love like a stranglehold&lt;br /&gt;But there's something stopping me from losing it&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing harder than letting go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And I can give you up, yes I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And I can give you up, yes I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;It's only love&lt;br /&gt;And I can give you up, my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-189689423962785555?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/189689423962785555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/only-love-grace-potter-and-nocturnals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/189689423962785555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/189689423962785555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/only-love-grace-potter-and-nocturnals.html' title='Only Love -- Grace Potter and the Nocturnals'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-6351332059441789282</id><published>2011-11-15T22:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:09:04.341-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Men &amp; Mascara -- Julie Roberts</title><content type='html'>Sunday dress hanging on the bedroom door&lt;br /&gt;Empty bottle of wine on the hardwood floor&lt;br /&gt;Last night, he said she was the one&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but men and mascara always run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I give my love too soon or wait too long&lt;br /&gt;Did I take it a little too easy, or put it on too strong&lt;br /&gt;She was looking for love, he was looking for fun&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, men and mascara always run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ain't getting any younger&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't s'posed to be this way&lt;br /&gt;Staring in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;With little black rivers running down her face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a brand new day&lt;br /&gt;She'll wake up in the morning and wash it all away&lt;br /&gt;Last night, he said she was the one&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but men and mascara, they always run&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, men and mascara always run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6351332059441789282?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-8217378632875765096</id><published>2011-11-15T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:01:18.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Heartache -- Trick Pony (originally Bonnie Tyler)</title><content type='html'>It's a heartache, &lt;br /&gt;Nothin' but a heartache:&lt;br /&gt;Hits you when it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Hits you when you're down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fool's game,&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' but a fool's game:&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the cold rain,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a clown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' but a heartache:&lt;br /&gt;Love him till your arms break,&lt;br /&gt;Then he lets you down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't right with love to share,&lt;br /&gt;When you find he doesn't care for you.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't wise to need someone,&lt;br /&gt;As much as I depended on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it's a heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' but a heartache:&lt;br /&gt;Hits you when it's too late,&lt;br /&gt;Hits you when you're down.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, nah, nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it ain't right with love to share,&lt;br /&gt;When you find he doesn't care for you.&lt;br /&gt;It ain't wise to need someone,&lt;br /&gt;As much as I depended on you. &lt;br /&gt;Ooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, it's a heartache,&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' but a heartache:&lt;br /&gt;Love him till your arms break,&lt;br /&gt;Then he lets you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, it's a heartache,)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's a fool's game,&lt;br /&gt;(Nothin' but a heartache:)&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the cold rain,&lt;br /&gt;(Standing in the cold rain.)&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' like a clown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's a heartache,)&lt;br /&gt;It's a heartache,&lt;br /&gt;(Nothin' but a heartache:)&lt;br /&gt;Love him till your arms break,&lt;br /&gt;(Love him till your arms break.)&lt;br /&gt;Ah, then he lets you down.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-8217378632875765096?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/8217378632875765096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-heartache-trick-pony-originally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/8217378632875765096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/8217378632875765096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-heartache-trick-pony-originally.html' title='It&apos;s A Heartache -- Trick Pony (originally Bonnie Tyler)'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1561750257602187275</id><published>2011-11-14T21:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T21:12:46.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Speak -- No Doubt</title><content type='html'>You and me &lt;br /&gt;We used to be together &lt;br /&gt;Everyday together always &lt;br /&gt;I really feel &lt;br /&gt;That I'm losing my best friend &lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end &lt;br /&gt;It looks as though you're letting go &lt;br /&gt;And if it's real &lt;br /&gt;Well I don't want to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our memories &lt;br /&gt;Well, they can be inviting &lt;br /&gt;But some are altogether &lt;br /&gt;Mighty frightening &lt;br /&gt;As we die, both you and I &lt;br /&gt;With my head in my hands &lt;br /&gt;I sit and cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all ending &lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop pretending who we are... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me I can see us dying...are we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you're saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts (no, no) &lt;br /&gt;Don't speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me cause it hurts! &lt;br /&gt;I know what you're saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't speak,&lt;br /&gt;don't speak, &lt;br /&gt;don't speak, no&lt;br /&gt;oh I know what you're thinking &lt;br /&gt;And I don't need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;I know you're good, &lt;br /&gt;I know you're good, &lt;br /&gt;I know you're real good &lt;br /&gt;Oh, la la la la la la La la la la la la &lt;br /&gt;Don't, Don't, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush &lt;br /&gt;don't tell me tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush darlin' Hush, hush darlin' &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush don't tell me tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1561750257602187275?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/1561750257602187275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-speak-no-doubt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/1561750257602187275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/1561750257602187275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-speak-no-doubt.html' title='Don&apos;t Speak -- No Doubt'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-6756582434193780439</id><published>2011-11-14T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T11:18:20.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's To The Meantime -- Grace Potter and the Nocturnals</title><content type='html'>You're running me ragged&lt;br /&gt;I don't do the things I should&lt;br /&gt;If the devil made a fire&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just got one question&lt;br /&gt;Answer me if you could&lt;br /&gt;How can so much trouble&lt;br /&gt;Look so god damn good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way that you've been living&lt;br /&gt;Look at the love you should be giving&lt;br /&gt;Look at what tomorrow left behind&lt;br /&gt;Look at at all the life that you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Look at the girl you could be kissing&lt;br /&gt;Look at what happened in the meantime&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you gotta get yourself back home&lt;br /&gt;Before I find you and kindly remind you, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come sit down beside me&lt;br /&gt;With a dollar and a dime&lt;br /&gt;And we'll drink away our fortunes&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the meantime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way that you've been living&lt;br /&gt;Look at the love you could be giving&lt;br /&gt;Look at what tomorrow left behind&lt;br /&gt;Look at at all the life that you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Look at the girl you should be kissing&lt;br /&gt;Look at what happened in the meantime&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, you gotta get yourself back home&lt;br /&gt;Before I find you and kindly remind you, baby yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the way that you've been living&lt;br /&gt;Look at the love you should be giving&lt;br /&gt;Look at what tomorrow left behind&lt;br /&gt;Look at at all the life that you've been missing&lt;br /&gt;Look at the girl you could be kissing&lt;br /&gt;Look at what happened in the meantime&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you gotta get yourself back home&lt;br /&gt;Before I find you and kindly remind you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6756582434193780439?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/6756582434193780439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-5002977147647324749</id><published>2011-11-13T19:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:00:00.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Won't Say (I'm in love) -- Disney's Hercules</title><content type='html'>[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;If there's a prize for rotten judgement&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've already won that&lt;br /&gt;No man is worth the aggravation&lt;br /&gt;That's ancient history, been there, done that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Muses:] &lt;br /&gt;Who'd'ya think you're kiddin'?&lt;br /&gt;He's the Earth and heaven to you&lt;br /&gt;Try to keep it hidden&lt;br /&gt;Honey, we can see right through you&lt;br /&gt;Girl, ya can't conceal it&lt;br /&gt;We know how ya feel and&lt;br /&gt;Who you're thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;No chance, no way&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Muses:]&lt;br /&gt;You swoon, you sigh&lt;br /&gt;why deny it? Uh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;It's too cliche&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my heart had learned its lesson&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good when you start out&lt;br /&gt;My head is screaming get a grip, girl&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're dying to cry your heart out&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Muses:]&lt;br /&gt;You keep on denying&lt;br /&gt;Who you are and how you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we're not buying&lt;br /&gt;Hon, we saw ya hit the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Face it like a grown-up&lt;br /&gt;When ya gonna own up?&lt;br /&gt;That ya got, got, got it bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;No chance, no way&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Muses:]&lt;br /&gt;Give up, give in&lt;br /&gt;Check the grin you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;This scene won't play,&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Muses:]&lt;br /&gt;You're doin flips read our lips&lt;br /&gt;You're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;You're way off base&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it&lt;br /&gt;Get off my case&lt;br /&gt;I won't say it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Muses:]&lt;br /&gt;Girl, don't be proud&lt;br /&gt;It's O.K. you're in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Meg:]&lt;br /&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;At least out loud,&lt;br /&gt;I won't say I'm in love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-5002977147647324749?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/5002977147647324749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-wont-say-im-in-love-disneys-hercules.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-270619033926828200</id><published>2011-11-12T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:21:57.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Courage -- Orianthi</title><content type='html'>Take all my vicious words &lt;br /&gt;And turn them into something good&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Take all my preconceptions &lt;br /&gt;And let the truth be understood &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all my prized possessions &lt;br /&gt;Leave only what I need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all my pieces of doubt &lt;br /&gt;And let me be what's underneath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you're afraid, &lt;br /&gt;But you keep on moving anyway &lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you're in pain, &lt;br /&gt;But you keep on living anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have excuses why &lt;br /&gt;Living in fear something in us dies &lt;br /&gt;Like a bird with broken wings &lt;br /&gt;It's not how high he flies, &lt;br /&gt;But the song he sings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you're afraid, &lt;br /&gt;But you keep on moving anyway &lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you're in pain, &lt;br /&gt;But you keep on living anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not how many times you've been knocked down &lt;br /&gt;It's how many times you get back up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you've lost your way, &lt;br /&gt;But you find your strength anyway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you're afraid &lt;br /&gt;Courage is when it all seems grey &lt;br /&gt;Courage is when you make a change, &lt;br /&gt;And you keep on living anyway &lt;br /&gt;You keep on moving anyway &lt;br /&gt;You keep on giving anyway &lt;br /&gt;You keep on loving anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1190394033349856585</id><published>2011-11-12T15:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:01:07.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1,000 Ships -- Rachel Platten</title><content type='html'>I'd go beyond our fighting borders if you needed that from me&lt;br /&gt;I'd march with decorated soldiers to get your pretty eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;Well I would bring your morning coffee then I'd wrap you up in me&lt;br /&gt;I'd kiss your belly and your shoulders, cover blankets on our feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So slow down, there's some kind of blessing here &lt;br /&gt;But you have missed your cue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep your eyes set on the horizon &lt;br /&gt;On the line where blue meets blue&lt;br /&gt;And I'd bet that silver lining, &lt;br /&gt;Well I know it'd find you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you, &lt;br /&gt;But my messages don't seem to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I would bring your morning coffee then I'd wrap you up in me&lt;br /&gt;I'd kiss your belly and your shoulders, cover blankets on our feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But slow down, there's some sort of blessing here &lt;br /&gt;But you've gone and missed your cue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep your eyes set on the horizon &lt;br /&gt;On the line where blue meets blue&lt;br /&gt;And I'd bet that silver lining, &lt;br /&gt;Well I know it'd find you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you, &lt;br /&gt;But my messages don't seem to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well money and fame they are a losing game &lt;br /&gt;And I know those pretty actresses are calling your name, &lt;br /&gt;But I'll be here waiting,&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be the same&lt;br /&gt;If you'd let me in again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep your eyes set on the horizon &lt;br /&gt;On the line where blue meets blue&lt;br /&gt;And I'd bet that silver lining, &lt;br /&gt;Well I know it'd find you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes set on the horizon &lt;br /&gt;On the line where blue meets blue&lt;br /&gt;And I'd bet that silver lining, &lt;br /&gt;Well I know it'd find you soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you, &lt;br /&gt;But my messages don't seem to make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1190394033349856585?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-9167769223939621838</id><published>2011-11-07T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T22:05:15.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile Heart -- Jewel</title><content type='html'>If you want my heart&lt;br /&gt;You have to promise not to tear it apart&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart&lt;br /&gt;Has been hurt a lot&lt;br /&gt;And it always seems&lt;br /&gt;Love is not sweet, like in dreams&lt;br /&gt;Something falls through&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want that to happen to me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be&lt;br /&gt;Careful, warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;So be&lt;br /&gt;Careful, warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner at your parents' place&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, you said&lt;br /&gt;How you feel will not go away&lt;br /&gt;Well, all the fishes in the sea&lt;br /&gt;They could not be happier than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be&lt;br /&gt;Careful, warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;So be&lt;br /&gt;Careful, warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only fools believe that&lt;br /&gt;Nothing changes, nothing leaves&lt;br /&gt;But I need to believe that we at least&lt;br /&gt;Will have some dignity&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything changes&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stays the same&lt;br /&gt;But that's no excuse to be casual&lt;br /&gt;Or to place the blame&lt;br /&gt;You have to be careful with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be (So be)&lt;br /&gt;Careful, warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;So be (So be)&lt;br /&gt;Careful (careful), warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;So be (won't you be?)&lt;br /&gt;Careful, warning&lt;br /&gt;Fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-9167769223939621838?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/9167769223939621838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/fragile-heart-jewel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/9167769223939621838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/9167769223939621838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/fragile-heart-jewel.html' title='Fragile Heart -- Jewel'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-6285472876976683551</id><published>2011-11-06T21:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T21:50:54.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Will Be Well -- the Gabe Dixon Band</title><content type='html'>The new day dawns, &lt;br /&gt;And I am practicing my purpose once again. &lt;br /&gt;It is fresh and it is fruitful if I win but if I lose, &lt;br /&gt;Oooooo I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;I will be tired but I will turn and I will go, &lt;br /&gt;Only guessing til I get there then I'll know, &lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh I will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the children walking home past the factories &lt;br /&gt;Could see the light that's shining in my window as I write this song to you. &lt;br /&gt;All the cars running fast along the interstate &lt;br /&gt;Can feel the love that radiates &lt;br /&gt;Illuminating what I know is true, &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself, &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;You can ask me how but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter's cold, &lt;br /&gt;But the snow still lightly settles on the trees. &lt;br /&gt;And a mess is still a moment I can seize until I know, &lt;br /&gt;That all will be well. &lt;br /&gt;Even though sometimes this is hard to tell, &lt;br /&gt;And the fight is just as frustrating as hell &lt;br /&gt;All will be well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the children walking home past the factories, &lt;br /&gt;Could see the light that's shining in my window as I write this song to you. &lt;br /&gt;All the cars running fast along the interstate &lt;br /&gt;Can feel the love that radiates &lt;br /&gt;Illuminating what I know is true &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;You can ask me how but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up and don't give up &lt;br /&gt;And chase your dreams and you will find &lt;br /&gt;All in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the children walking home past the factories &lt;br /&gt;Could see the light that's shining in my window as I write this song to you. &lt;br /&gt;All the cars running fast along the interstate &lt;br /&gt;Can feel the love that radiates &lt;br /&gt;Illuminating what I know is true, &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself, &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;You can ask me how but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself, &lt;br /&gt;All will be well. &lt;br /&gt;You can ask me how but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can ask me how but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6285472876976683551?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/6285472876976683551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-will-be-well-gabe-dixon-band.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/6285472876976683551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/6285472876976683551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-will-be-well-gabe-dixon-band.html' title='All Will Be Well -- the Gabe Dixon Band'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1619550846681829931</id><published>2011-11-03T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T20:02:35.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oxygen -- Colbie Caillat</title><content type='html'>I came apart inside a world made of angry people&lt;br /&gt;I found a boy who had a dream&lt;br /&gt;Making everyone smile&lt;br /&gt;He was sunshine&lt;br /&gt;I fell over my feet&lt;br /&gt;Like bricks underwater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how am I supposed to tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need oxygen&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby if I was your lady&lt;br /&gt;I would make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna leave, never gonna leave&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I will be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I am going crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I found a state of mind&lt;br /&gt;Where I could be speechless&lt;br /&gt;I had to try it for a while&lt;br /&gt;To figure out this feeling&lt;br /&gt;This felt so right&lt;br /&gt;Pull me upside down to a place&lt;br /&gt;Where you've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I supposed to tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I need oxygen&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby if I was your lady&lt;br /&gt;I would make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna leave,&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna leave&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I will be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I am going crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you don't wanna keep me waiting&lt;br /&gt;Staring at my fingers feeling like a fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I will be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I will make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I'm never gonna leave,&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna leave&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I will be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy, yeah-oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you want,&lt;br /&gt;Baby tell me what you need&lt;br /&gt;Anything I ask baby give it to me&lt;br /&gt;Baby give it to me, give it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came apart inside a world made of angry people&lt;br /&gt;I found a boy who had a dream&lt;br /&gt;Making everyone smile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1619550846681829931?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-8205760859659541288</id><published>2011-10-29T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T19:11:58.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch Me -- Demi Lovato</title><content type='html'>Before I fall&lt;br /&gt;Too fast&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me quick&lt;br /&gt;But make it last&lt;br /&gt;So I can see&lt;br /&gt;How badly this will hurt me&lt;br /&gt;When you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep it sweet&lt;br /&gt;Keep it slow&lt;br /&gt;Let the future pass&lt;br /&gt;And don't let go&lt;br /&gt;But tonight&lt;br /&gt;I could fall too soon&lt;br /&gt;Under this beautiful moonlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me laughing while I sing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me smiling in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can see this unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Your love is where I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;But please don't catch me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See this heart&lt;br /&gt;Won't settle down&lt;br /&gt;Like a child running&lt;br /&gt;Scared from a clown&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified&lt;br /&gt;Of what you do&lt;br /&gt;My stomach screams&lt;br /&gt;Just when I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Run far away&lt;br /&gt;So I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're&lt;br /&gt;Far from suffocating me&lt;br /&gt;I can't set my hopes too high&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every hello ends with a&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me laughing while I sing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me smiling in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can see this unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Your love is where I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;But please don't catch me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you see&lt;br /&gt;Why I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;I can't open up my heart&lt;br /&gt;without a care&lt;br /&gt;But here I go&lt;br /&gt;It's what I feel&lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in my&lt;br /&gt;life I know it's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're so hypnotizing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me laughing while I sing&lt;br /&gt;You've got me smiling in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can see this unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Your love is where I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;So please don't catch me&lt;br /&gt;If this is love please don't break me&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up so&lt;br /&gt;Just catch me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-8205760859659541288?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/8205760859659541288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/catch-me-demi-lovato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Haze</title><content type='html'>When it gets hard and I cannot cope&lt;br /&gt;Reeling myself out on a long, thin rope&lt;br /&gt;Floating away in this lightest breeze&lt;br /&gt;To a wild blue flight of fantasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet leave this earth so easily&lt;br /&gt;Just turn around; say goodbye to me&lt;br /&gt;When the smallest things start going wrong&lt;br /&gt;There I am, going, going, gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me down; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;If you don't hold me down; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hand I need on my string is you&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and steady and ready to&lt;br /&gt;Pull me to earth when I'm losing touch&lt;br /&gt;Reel myself in, what I love so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Here I go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me down; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;If you don't hold me down; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never stay&lt;br /&gt;Here on the ground; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Please hold me down; down here with you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, yeahhh, ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Here I Come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm a, a balloon) Hold me down; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Hold me down; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never stay&lt;br /&gt;Here on the ground; I'm a balloon&lt;br /&gt;Fly away&lt;br /&gt;Please hold me down; with you &lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1439428915667452382?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/1439428915667452382/comments/default' 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to me what you will..&lt;br /&gt;Say, say it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough lovers, in life to go around&lt;br /&gt;But there's you and there's me,&lt;br /&gt;If we don't shut it out.. mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;It's not hard to let go,&lt;br /&gt;Enough to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;If it's meant to be,&lt;br /&gt;It can only be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the most perfect fit,&lt;br /&gt;Most definitely that i've met,&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you feel the same way too&lt;br /&gt;About me.. just let me know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I have so much love for you,&lt;br /&gt;Do with it what you will..&lt;br /&gt;And I have nothing more to prove.&lt;br /&gt;Say to me what you will..&lt;br /&gt;Say, say it again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it from me?&lt;br /&gt;If I give, can you receive?&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching out,&lt;br /&gt;Giving everything.&lt;br /&gt;I give you my heart, I give you my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I give you it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause I have so much love for you,&lt;br /&gt;Do with it what you will..&lt;br /&gt;And I have nothing more to prove.&lt;br /&gt;Say to me what you will..&lt;br /&gt;Say, say it again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-4298201064545855809?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/4298201064545855809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/say-it-again-natasha-bedingfield.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/4298201064545855809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that I get close to you&lt;br&gt;You're making me weak with the way you&lt;br&gt;Look through those eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But all I see is your face&lt;br&gt;All I need is your touch&lt;br&gt;Wake me up with your lips&lt;br&gt;Come at me from up above&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, oh I need you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I remember the way that you move&lt;br&gt;You're dancing easily through my dreams&lt;br&gt;It's hittin' me harder and harder with all your smiles&lt;br&gt;You are crazy gentle in the way you kiss&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All I see is your face&lt;br&gt;All I need is your touch&lt;br&gt;Wake me up with your lips&lt;br&gt;Come at me from up above&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh baby, I need you&lt;br&gt;To see me, the way I see you&lt;br&gt;Lovely, wide awake in&lt;br&gt;The middle of my dreams&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And all I see is your face&lt;br&gt;All I need is your touch&lt;br&gt;Wake me up with your lips&lt;br&gt;Come at me from up above&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All I see is your face&lt;br&gt;All I need is your touch&lt;br&gt;Wake me up with your lips&lt;br&gt;Come at me from up above&lt;br&gt;Yeah, oh oh da da da do do do do do&lt;br&gt;Ah, I . . . I need you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-5488409281844129831?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/5488409281844129831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/magic-colbie-caillat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5488409281844129831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5488409281844129831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/magic-colbie-caillat.html' title='Magic -- Colbie Caillat'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-8514724768979986357</id><published>2011-10-19T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T19:14:18.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Until You Got Love -- Jon McLaughlin</title><content type='html'>Fourth floor,&lt;br&gt;lonely Juanita,&lt;br&gt;sits there staring at the screen,&lt;br&gt;types in &lt;br&gt;can anybody tell me what it all means,&lt;br&gt;tick-tock waitin' for an answer&lt;br&gt;it's no use and all at once to her suprise,&lt;br&gt;she gets one reply,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you know you got nothin',&lt;br&gt;you're missing that something&lt;br&gt; that's gonna set you free,&lt;br&gt;until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you'll always be running,&lt;br&gt;love is that one thing &lt;br&gt;that everybody needs,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunday, no one's at the office,&lt;br&gt;just waiting at his fathers desk,&lt;br&gt;workin' trying to fill the shoes that his dad left&lt;br&gt;'dear son' he finds in a letter: &lt;br&gt;'please try your best to learn from my mistakes, &lt;br&gt;you know work can wait',&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you know you got nothin',&lt;br&gt;your missin that something &lt;br&gt;that's gonna set you free,&lt;br&gt;until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you'll always be running,&lt;br&gt;love is that one thing &lt;br&gt;that everybody needs,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's nothing cool in this room,&lt;br&gt;nothing new in what I'm saying,&lt;br&gt;but sometimes the truth is what it is,&lt;br&gt;so why should I apologize for looking for &lt;br&gt;a better way to live, way to live&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you know you got nothin',&lt;br&gt;your missin that something &lt;br&gt;that's gonna set you free,&lt;br&gt;until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you'll always be running,&lt;br&gt;love is that one thing &lt;br&gt;that everybody needs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you know you got nothin',&lt;br&gt;your missin that something &lt;br&gt;that's gonna set you free,&lt;br&gt;until you got love,&lt;br&gt;you'll always be running,&lt;br&gt;love is that one thing &lt;br&gt;that everybody needs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-8514724768979986357?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/8514724768979986357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/until-you-got-love-jon-mclaughlin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/8514724768979986357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/8514724768979986357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/until-you-got-love-jon-mclaughlin.html' title='Until You Got Love -- Jon McLaughlin'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1446454710749976372</id><published>2011-10-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T22:04:25.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How To Touch A Girl --  JoJo</title><content type='html'>Mmmmm&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I could like you&lt;br&gt;I already do&lt;br&gt;Feelings can grow but&lt;br&gt;They can go away too&lt;br&gt;You're takin my hand&lt;br&gt;Lookin into my eyes&lt;br&gt;Don't be in a rush to&lt;br&gt;Get me tonight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Feel somethin happenin&lt;br&gt;Could this be a spark?&lt;br&gt;To satisfy me baby&lt;br&gt;Gotta satisfy my heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch a girl?&lt;br&gt;If you want me so much&lt;br&gt;First I have to know&lt;br&gt;Are you thoughtful and kind?&lt;br&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;br&gt;Or am I just for show?&lt;br&gt;You'll go far in this world&lt;br&gt;If you know how to touch a girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think I could like you&lt;br&gt;But I keep holding back&lt;br&gt;Cause I can't seem to tell&lt;br&gt;If you're fiction or fact&lt;br&gt;Show me you can laugh&lt;br&gt;Show me you can cry&lt;br&gt;Show me who you really are&lt;br&gt;Deep down inside&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you feel somethin happenin?&lt;br&gt;Could this be for real?&lt;br&gt;I don't know right now but tonight we'll reveal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch a girl?&lt;br&gt;If you want me so much&lt;br&gt;First I have to know&lt;br&gt;Are you thoughtful and kind?&lt;br&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;br&gt;Or am I just for show?&lt;br&gt;You'll go far in this world&lt;br&gt;If you know how to touch a girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bring me some flowers&lt;br&gt;Conversation for hours&lt;br&gt;To see if we really connect&lt;br&gt;And baby if we do&lt;br&gt;Ooh I'll be givin all my love to you&lt;br&gt;Ohh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch a girl?&lt;br&gt;If you want me so much&lt;br&gt;First I have to know&lt;br&gt;Are you thoughtful and kind?&lt;br&gt;Do you care what's on my mind?&lt;br&gt;Or am I just for show?&lt;br&gt;You'll go far in this world&lt;br&gt;If you know how to touch a girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl? (Yeah, yeah)&lt;br&gt;Do you know how to touch, know how to touch a girl?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'll go far in this world&lt;br&gt;If you know how to touch a girl&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1446454710749976372?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/1446454710749976372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-touch-girl-jojo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/1446454710749976372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/1446454710749976372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-touch-girl-jojo.html' title='How To Touch A Girl --  JoJo'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-5789508878446315251</id><published>2011-10-18T15:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T15:18:34.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold My Heart -- Sara Bareilles</title><content type='html'>I never meant to be the one to let you down &lt;br&gt;If anything, I thought I saw myself going first&lt;br&gt;I didn't know how to stick around&lt;br&gt;How to see anybody but me be getting hurt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I keep remembering the summer night&lt;br&gt;And the conversation breaking up the mood&lt;br&gt;I didn't want to tell you you were right&lt;br&gt;Like the season changing, oh, I felt it too&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does anybody know how to hold my heart&lt;br&gt;How to hold my heart?&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to tell you so before the sun goes dark&lt;br&gt;How to hold my heart&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not the kind to try to tell you lies&lt;br&gt;But the truth is you've been hiding from it too&lt;br&gt;I see the end sneaking in behind your eyes&lt;br&gt;Saying everything no words could ever do&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does anybody know how to hold my heart&lt;br&gt;How to hold my heart?&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to tell you so before the sun goes dark&lt;br&gt;How to hold my heart&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is anybody listening?&lt;br&gt;'Cause I'm crying&lt;br&gt;Is anybody listening?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does anybody know how to hold my heart&lt;br&gt;How to hold my heart?&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go too soon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to tell you so before the sun goes dark&lt;br&gt;How to hold my heart&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want to let go, let go, let go of you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-5789508878446315251?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/5789508878446315251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/hold-my-heart-sara-bareilles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5789508878446315251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5789508878446315251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/10/hold-my-heart-sara-bareilles.html' title='Hold My Heart -- Sara Bareilles'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-3607576027490657882</id><published>2011-09-18T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:20:48.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairytale -- Sara Bareilles</title><content type='html'>Cinderella's on her bedroom floor&lt;br&gt;She's got a crush on the guy at the liquor store&lt;br&gt;'Cause Mr. Charming don't come home anymore&lt;br&gt;And she forgets why she came here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sleeping Beauty's in a foul mood for shame&lt;br&gt;She says, "None for you, dear Prince, I'm tired today&lt;br&gt;I'd rather sleep my whole life away&lt;br&gt;Than have you keep me from dreaming"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't care for your fairytales&lt;br&gt;You're so worried 'bout the maiden&lt;br&gt;Though you know she's only waiting&lt;br&gt;On the next best thing, next best thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Snow White is doing dishes again&lt;br&gt;'Cause what else could you do with seven itty-bitty men?&lt;br&gt;Sends them to bed and she calls up a friend&lt;br&gt;Says, "Would you meet me at midnight?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The tall blond lets out a cry of despair&lt;br&gt;Says, "Would've cut it myself if I knew men could climb hair&lt;br&gt;I'll have to find another tower somewhere&lt;br&gt;Keep away from the windows"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't care for your fairytales&lt;br&gt;You're so worried 'bout the maiden&lt;br&gt;Though you know she's only waiting&lt;br&gt;On the next best thing, next best thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Once upon a time in a faraway kingdom&lt;br&gt;Man made up a story, said that I should believe him&lt;br&gt;Go and tell your white knight that he's handsome in hindsight&lt;br&gt;But I don't want the next best thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I sing, I hold my head down&lt;br&gt;And I break these walls 'round me&lt;br&gt;Can't take no more of your fairytale love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't care for your fairytales&lt;br&gt;You're so worried 'bout the maiden&lt;br&gt;Though you know she's only waiting&lt;br&gt;On the next best thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't care, I don't care&lt;br&gt;You worry 'bout the maiden&lt;br&gt;Though you know she's only waiting&lt;br&gt;Spent her whole life being graded&lt;br&gt;On the sanctity of patience&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And a dumb appreciation&lt;br&gt;But the story needs some mending&lt;br&gt;And a better happy ending&lt;br&gt;'Cause I don't want the next best thing&lt;br&gt;No, no, I don't want the next best thing&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-3607576027490657882?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-7227533298327201274</id><published>2011-09-18T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:14:22.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weightless -- All Time Low</title><content type='html'>Manage me, I'm a mess&lt;br&gt;Turn a page, I'm a book half unread&lt;br&gt;I wanna be laughed at, laughed with, just because&lt;br&gt;I wanna feel weightless and that should be enough&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I'm stuck in this fucking rut&lt;br&gt;Waiting on a second-hand pick-me-up&lt;br&gt;And I'm over getting older&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I could just find the time&lt;br&gt;Then I would never let another day go by&lt;br&gt;I'm over getting old&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year&lt;br&gt;And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere&lt;br&gt;And this is my reaction to everything I fear&lt;br&gt;'Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Make believe that I impress&lt;br&gt;That every word, by design, turns a head&lt;br&gt;I wanna feel reckless, wanna live it up just because&lt;br&gt;I wanna feel weightless 'cause that would be enough&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I could just find the time&lt;br&gt;Then I would never let another day go by&lt;br&gt;I'm over getting old&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year&lt;br&gt;And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere&lt;br&gt;And this is my reaction to everything I fear&lt;br&gt;'Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This could be all I've waited for&lt;br&gt;(I've waited, I've waited for)&lt;br&gt;And this could be everything I don't wanna dream anymore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year&lt;br&gt;And I've been going crazy, I'm stuck in here&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year&lt;br&gt;(It's gonna be my year)&lt;br&gt;And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere&lt;br&gt;(Go nowhere)&lt;br&gt;And this is my reaction to everything I fear&lt;br&gt;(Everything I fear)&lt;br&gt;'Cause I've been going crazy, I don't wanna waste another minute here &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-7227533298327201274?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/7227533298327201274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/09/weightless-all-time-low.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/7227533298327201274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/7227533298327201274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/09/weightless-all-time-low.html' title='Weightless -- All Time Low'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1442852012396904666</id><published>2011-09-17T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T23:22:42.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Any Man Of Mine -- Shania Twain</title><content type='html'>This is what a woman wants... &lt;br&gt;Any man of mine better be proud of me&lt;br&gt;Even when I'm ugly he still better love me&lt;br&gt;And I can be late for a date that's fine&lt;br&gt;But he better be on time &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine'll say it fits just right&lt;br&gt;When last year's dress is just a little too tight&lt;br&gt;And anything I do or say better be okay&lt;br&gt;When I have a bad hair day &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And if I change my mind&lt;br&gt;A million times&lt;br&gt;I wanna hear him say&lt;br&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I like it that way &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine better walk the line&lt;br&gt;Better show me a teasin' squeezin' pleasin' kinda time&lt;br&gt;I need a man who knows, how the story goes&lt;br&gt;He's gotta be a heartbeatin' fine treatin'&lt;br&gt;Breathtakin' earthquakin' kind&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well any man of mine better disagree&lt;br&gt;When I say another woman's lookin' better than me&lt;br&gt;And when I cook him dinner and I burn it black&lt;br&gt;He better say, mmmm, I like it like that yeah &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And if I changed my mind&lt;br&gt;A million times&lt;br&gt;I wanna hear him say&lt;br&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I like it that way &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine better walk the line&lt;br&gt;Better show me a teasin' squeezin' pleasin' kinda time&lt;br&gt;I need a man who knows, how the story goes&lt;br&gt;He's gotta be a heartbeatin' fine treatin'&lt;br&gt;Breathtakin' earthquakin' kind&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let me hear you say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I like it that way &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine better walk the line&lt;br&gt;Better show me a teasin' squeezin' pleasin' kinda time&lt;br&gt;I need a man who knows, how the story goes&lt;br&gt;He's gotta be a heartbeatin' fine treatin'&lt;br&gt;Breathtakin' earthquakin' kind&lt;br&gt;Any man of mine &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You gotta shimmy shake&lt;br&gt;Make the earth quake&lt;br&gt;Kick, turn, stomp, stomp, then you jump&lt;br&gt;Heel to toe, Do Si Do&lt;br&gt;'Til your boots wanna break&lt;br&gt;"Til your feet and your back ache&lt;br&gt;Keep it movin' 'til you just can't take anymore&lt;br&gt;Come on everybody on the floor&lt;br&gt;A-one two, a-three four&lt;br&gt;Hup two, hum&lt;br&gt;If you wanna be a man of mine, that's right&lt;br&gt;This is what a woman wants... &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1442852012396904666?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/1442852012396904666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/09/any-man-of-mine-shania-twain.html#comment-form' title='0 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type='text'>More Than Anyone -- Gavin DeGraw</title><content type='html'>You need a friend&lt;br&gt;I'll be around &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't let this end&lt;br&gt;Before I see you again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What can I say to convince you &lt;br&gt;To change your mind, of me?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;br&gt;I'm going to hold you closer than before&lt;br&gt;And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free&lt;br&gt;I'll be free for you anytime&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look in my eyes, what do you see?&lt;br&gt;Not just the color&lt;br&gt;Look inside of me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell me all you need and I will try&lt;br&gt;I will try&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;br&gt;I'm going to hold you closer than before&lt;br&gt;And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free&lt;br&gt;I'll be free for you anytime&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Free for you, whenever you need&lt;br&gt;We'll be free together baby&lt;br&gt;Free together baby&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;br&gt;I'm going to hold you closer than before&lt;br&gt;And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free&lt;br&gt;I'll be free for you anytime&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;br&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-5575321464075468316?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/5575321464075468316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-than-anyone-gavin-degraw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5575321464075468316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5575321464075468316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/09/more-than-anyone-gavin-degraw.html' title='More Than Anyone -- Gavin DeGraw'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-4508521550243973524</id><published>2011-08-24T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:29:21.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sweet Love -- Sara Bareilles</title><content type='html'>Just about the time the shadows call&lt;br /&gt;I undress my mind and dare you to follow&lt;br /&gt;Paint a portrait of my mystery&lt;br /&gt;Only close my eyes and you are here with me&lt;br /&gt;A nameless face to think I see&lt;br /&gt;To sit and watch the waves with me till they're gone&lt;br /&gt;A heart I'd swear I'd recognize is made out of&lt;br /&gt;My own devices....&lt;br /&gt;Could I be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time that I've taken&lt;br /&gt;I pray is not wasted&lt;br /&gt;Have I already tasted my piece of one sweet love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights you creep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Paint your shadows on the breath that we share&lt;br /&gt;You take more than just my sanity&lt;br /&gt;You take my reason not to care.&lt;br /&gt;No ordinary wings I'll need&lt;br /&gt;The sky itself will carry me back to you&lt;br /&gt;The things I dream that I can do I'll open up&lt;br /&gt;The moon for you&lt;br /&gt;Just come down soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time that I've taken&lt;br /&gt;I pray is not wasted&lt;br /&gt;Have I already tasted my piece of one sweet love?&lt;br /&gt;Ready and waiting for a heart worth the breaking&lt;br /&gt;But I'd settle for an honest mistake in the name of&lt;br /&gt;One sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savor the sorrow to soften the pain sip on&lt;br /&gt;The southern rain&lt;br /&gt;As I do, I don't look don't touch don't do anything&lt;br /&gt;But hope that there is a you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earth that is the space between,&lt;br /&gt;I'd banish it from under me...to get to you.&lt;br /&gt;Your unexpected love provides my solitary's&lt;br /&gt;Suicide...oh I wish I knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time that I've taken&lt;br /&gt;I pray is not wasted&lt;br /&gt;Have I already tasted my piece of one sweet love?&lt;br /&gt;Ready and waiting for a heart worth the breaking&lt;br /&gt;But I'd settle for an honest mistake in the name of&lt;br /&gt;One sweet love.&lt;br /&gt;One sweet love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-4508521550243973524?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/4508521550243973524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-sweet-love-sara-bareilles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/4508521550243973524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/4508521550243973524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-sweet-love-sara-bareilles.html' title='One Sweet Love -- Sara Bareilles'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-353546371946787232</id><published>2011-08-01T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:29:44.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider Me Gone -- Reba McEntire</title><content type='html'>Every time I turn the conversation to something deeper than the weather I can feel you all but shuttin' down.&lt;br /&gt;And when I need an explanation for the silence you just tell me you don't wanna talk about it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you're not saying is coming in loud and clear we're at a crossroads here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get drunk on my kiss&lt;br /&gt;If you think you can do better than this then I guess we're done&lt;br /&gt;Let's not drag this on&lt;br /&gt;Consider me gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you I've always been wide open like a window or an ocean. There is nothing I've ever tried to hide.&lt;br /&gt;So when you leave me not knowin' where you're goin', I start thinkin' that we're lookin', we're lookin' at goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a strong shot of honesty?  Don't you owe that to me?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;If you don't get drunk on my kiss&lt;br /&gt;If you think you can do better than this then I guess we're done&lt;br /&gt;Let's not drag this on&lt;br /&gt;Consider me gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider me a memory.&lt;br /&gt;Consider me the past.&lt;br /&gt;Consider me a smile in an old photograph, someone who used to make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;Then I guess we're done let's not drag this on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider me gone.&lt;br /&gt;Consider me gone.&lt;br /&gt;Consider me gone.&lt;br /&gt;Just consider me gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-353546371946787232?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/353546371946787232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/08/consider-me-gone-reba-mcentire.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/353546371946787232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/353546371946787232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/08/consider-me-gone-reba-mcentire.html' title='Consider Me Gone -- Reba McEntire'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-739759632359398532</id><published>2011-07-21T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:34:19.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Coming Home -- Maroon 5</title><content type='html'>When you refuse me&lt;br /&gt;You confuse me&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think I'll let you in again&lt;br /&gt;Think again my friend&lt;br /&gt;Go on misuse me and abuse me&lt;br /&gt;I'll come out stronger in the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And does it make you sad&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself alone&lt;br /&gt;And does it make you mad&lt;br /&gt;To find that I have grown&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet it hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;To see the strength that I have shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you answer the door pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;You wont find me cause I'm not coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how much this hurts me&lt;br /&gt;To say these things that I don't want to say&lt;br /&gt;But have to say them anyway&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything to end your suffering&lt;br /&gt;But you would rather walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And does it make you sad&lt;br /&gt;To find yourself alone&lt;br /&gt;And does it make you mad&lt;br /&gt;To find that I have grown&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet it hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;To see the strength that I have shown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you answer the door pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;You wont find me cause I'm not coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you answer the door pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;You wont find me cause I'm not coming home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you answer the door pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;You wont find me cause I'm not coming home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-739759632359398532?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/739759632359398532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-coming-home-maroon-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/739759632359398532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/739759632359398532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/07/not-coming-home-maroon-5.html' title='Not Coming Home -- Maroon 5'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-5919986771220547336</id><published>2011-07-16T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T10:49:06.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Might Have Been -- Little Texas</title><content type='html'>Sure I think about you now and then&lt;br /&gt;But it's been a long long time&lt;br /&gt;I've got a good life now, I've moved on&lt;br /&gt;So when you cross my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think about&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that was then&lt;br /&gt;And we have taken different roads&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back again&lt;br /&gt;There's no use giving in&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way to know&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could sit and talk about this all night long&lt;br /&gt;And wonder why we didn't last&lt;br /&gt;Yes they might be the best days&lt;br /&gt;We will ever know&lt;br /&gt;But we'll have to leave them in the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So try not to think about&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that was then&lt;br /&gt;And we have taken different roads&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back again&lt;br /&gt;There's no use giving in&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way to know&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That same old look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful night&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tempted to stay&lt;br /&gt;But too much time has gone by&lt;br /&gt;We should just say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And try not to think about&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that was then&lt;br /&gt;And we have taken different roads&lt;br /&gt;We can't go back again&lt;br /&gt;There's no use giving in&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way to know&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;What might have been&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-5919986771220547336?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/5919986771220547336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-might-have-been-little-texas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5919986771220547336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/5919986771220547336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-might-have-been-little-texas.html' title='What Might Have Been -- Little Texas'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-3053682931408217097</id><published>2011-05-23T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:17:38.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready When You Are -- Trapt</title><content type='html'>Are you having trouble keeping up?&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this thing through&lt;br /&gt;I want to know who you're running from&lt;br /&gt;Me or you?&lt;br /&gt;You're too confused to open up&lt;br /&gt;Feel the way I do&lt;br /&gt;I want to know who you're thinking of&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I really have no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another game of charades&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know everybody plays?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose to you that way&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll be different this time around&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll be different, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to strangle this&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holding back for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, don't take it too far&lt;br /&gt;I know only time can heal scars&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't want any false starts&lt;br /&gt;I can do without the time apart&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you having trouble keeping up?&lt;br /&gt;You know that I will wait&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's good enough to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;You're too confused to open up&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can tell me if you think it's love&lt;br /&gt;I won't be far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another game of charades&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know everybody plays?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lose to you that way&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll be different this time around&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll be different, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to strangle this&lt;br /&gt;So I'm holding back for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, don't take it too far&lt;br /&gt;I know only time can heal scars&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Tied down, don't want any false starts&lt;br /&gt;I can do without the time apart&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know if you're thinking of me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be counting the hours even though I know I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Too soon to take a chance&lt;br /&gt;No more questions left to ask&lt;br /&gt;I could be anything, but the one thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure you want to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, don't take it too far&lt;br /&gt;I know only time can heal scars&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't want any false starts&lt;br /&gt;I can do without the time apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, don't take it too far&lt;br /&gt;I know only time can heal scars&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, don't want any false starts&lt;br /&gt;I can do without the time apart&lt;br /&gt;So I'm ready when you are (when you are)&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, I'm ready when you are&lt;br /&gt;Calm down, I'm ready when you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-3053682931408217097?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/3053682931408217097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/05/ready-when-you-are-trapt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/3053682931408217097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/3053682931408217097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/05/ready-when-you-are-trapt.html' title='Ready When You Are -- Trapt'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-712525427665053111</id><published>2011-05-23T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T22:15:00.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like We Used To -- A Rocket to the Moon</title><content type='html'>I can feel her breath as she's sleeping next to me&lt;br /&gt;Sharing pillows and cold feet&lt;br /&gt;She can feel my heart, fell asleep to its beat&lt;br /&gt;Under blankets and warm sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could be in that bed again&lt;br /&gt;If only it were me instead of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he watch your favorite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Does he hold you when you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts?&lt;br /&gt;When you've seen it a million times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he sing to all your music&lt;br /&gt;While you dance to "Purple Rain"?&lt;br /&gt;Does he do all these things&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 months and 7 days ago&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know you know how we felt about that night&lt;br /&gt;Just your skin against the window&lt;br /&gt;But you took it slow and we both know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should have been me inside that car&lt;br /&gt;It should have have been me instead of him in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he watch your favorite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Does he hold you when you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts&lt;br /&gt;When you've seen it a million times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he sing to all your music&lt;br /&gt;While you dance to 'Purple Rain'?&lt;br /&gt;Does he do all these things&lt;br /&gt;Like I used to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, love&lt;br /&gt;(Well, I'm a sucker for that feeling)&lt;br /&gt;Happens all the time, love&lt;br /&gt;(I always end up feeling cheated)&lt;br /&gt;You're on my mind, love&lt;br /&gt;(Oh darling, I know I'm not needed)&lt;br /&gt;That happens all the time, love, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he love you like I loved you?&lt;br /&gt;Will he tell you everyday?&lt;br /&gt;Will he make you feel like you're invincible&lt;br /&gt;With every word he'll say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you promise me if this was right?&lt;br /&gt;Don't throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do all these things?&lt;br /&gt;Will you do all these things&lt;br /&gt;Like we used to?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, like we used to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-712525427665053111?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/712525427665053111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/05/like-we-used-to-rocket-to-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/712525427665053111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/712525427665053111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/05/like-we-used-to-rocket-to-moon.html' title='Like We Used To -- A Rocket to the Moon'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-7917114078920505655</id><published>2011-02-08T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T00:12:48.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If No One Will Listen -- Kelly Clarkson</title><content type='html'>Maybe no one told you, there is strength in your tears&lt;br /&gt;And so you fight to keep from pouring out&lt;br /&gt;But what if you unlock the gate that keeps your secret soul&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that there's enough you might drown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one will listen, if you decide to speak&lt;br /&gt;If no one is left standing after the bombs explode&lt;br /&gt;If no one wants to look at you for what you really are&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can tell you, where you alone must go&lt;br /&gt;There's no telling what you'll find there&lt;br /&gt;And God I know the fear that eats away at your bones&lt;br /&gt;It's screaming every step just stay here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one will listen, if you decide to speak&lt;br /&gt;If no one is left standing after the bombs explode&lt;br /&gt;If no one wants to look at you for what you really are&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find your fists are raw and red from beating yourself down&lt;br /&gt;If your legs have given out under the weight&lt;br /&gt;If you find that you've been settling for a world of gray&lt;br /&gt;So you wouldn't have to face down your own hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one will listen, if you decide to speak&lt;br /&gt;If no one is left standing after the bombs explode&lt;br /&gt;If no one wants to look at you for what you really are&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no one will listen, if you decide to speak&lt;br /&gt;If no one is left standing after the bombs explode&lt;br /&gt;If no one wants to look at you for what you really are&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, still&lt;br /&gt;I will be here, still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-7917114078920505655?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/7917114078920505655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-no-one-will-listen-kelly-clarkson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/7917114078920505655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/7917114078920505655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/02/if-no-one-will-listen-kelly-clarkson.html' title='If No One Will Listen -- Kelly Clarkson'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-4817861484231725734</id><published>2011-02-04T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T14:04:46.987-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better In Time -- Leona Lewis</title><content type='html'>(there's also a beautiful cover by Boyce Avenue)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been the longest winter without you&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;See, somehow I can't forget you&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going, coming, thought I heard a knock&lt;br /&gt;Who's there? No one&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I deserve it&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize that I really didn't know&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice, you mean everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals, too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile 'cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't turn on the TV, no&lt;br /&gt;Without something there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;Was it all that easy&lt;br /&gt;To just put aside your feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm dreaming, don't wanna laugh&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my feelings, but that's the path&lt;br /&gt;I believe in&lt;br /&gt;And I know that time will heal it&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't notice, boy, you meant everything&lt;br /&gt;Quickly I'm learning to love again&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I'm gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals, too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile 'cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since there's no more you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's time I let you go&lt;br /&gt;So I can be free&lt;br /&gt;And live my life how it should be&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard it is, I'll be fine without you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals, too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really loved you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile 'cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I couldn't live without you&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna hurt when it heals, too&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;br /&gt;And even though I really loved you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna smile 'cause I deserve to&lt;br /&gt;It'll all get better in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-4817861484231725734?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/4817861484231725734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/02/better-in-time-leona-lewis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/4817861484231725734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/4817861484231725734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/02/better-in-time-leona-lewis.html' title='Better In Time -- Leona Lewis'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-1987381581367546345</id><published>2011-01-31T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:31:54.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On My Way -- Boyce Avenue</title><content type='html'>I wasn't there the moment you first learned to breathe&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't there the moment you got off your knees&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;And come alive in all you've found&lt;br /&gt;All you're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And for now&lt;br /&gt;We'll wait until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;And close our eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tear must have formed in my eye&lt;br /&gt;When you had your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;But I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;So leave a space deep inside for everything I'll miss&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down&lt;br /&gt;And come alive in all you've found&lt;br /&gt;All you're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;And for now&lt;br /&gt;We'll wait until the morning light&lt;br /&gt;And close our eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;Just close your eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel no saving grace&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;And when you're bound to second place&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't believe it's all in vain&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;The light at the end is worth the pain&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there the morning you come out in white&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm on my way&lt;br /&gt;On my way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1987381581367546345?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/1987381581367546345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-my-way-boyce-avenue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/1987381581367546345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/1987381581367546345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-my-way-boyce-avenue.html' title='On My Way -- Boyce Avenue'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-6638805548074555100</id><published>2011-01-31T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T20:21:42.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day You Will -- Lady Antebellum</title><content type='html'>You feel like you're falling backwards&lt;br /&gt;Like you're slippin' through the cracks&lt;br /&gt;Like no one would even notice&lt;br /&gt;If you left this town and never came back&lt;br /&gt;You walk outside and all you see is rain&lt;br /&gt;You look inside and all you feel is pain&lt;br /&gt;And you can't see it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But down the road the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;In every cloud there's a silver lining&lt;br /&gt;Just keep holding on (just keep holding on)&lt;br /&gt;And every heartache makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be much longer&lt;br /&gt;You'll find love, you'll find peace&lt;br /&gt;And the you you're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I know right now that's not the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;But one day you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wake up every morning and ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing here, anyway&lt;br /&gt;With the weight of all those disappointments&lt;br /&gt;Whispering in your ear&lt;br /&gt;You're just barely hanging by a thread&lt;br /&gt;You wanna scream but you're down to your last breath&lt;br /&gt;And you don't know it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But down the road the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;In every cloud there's a silver lining&lt;br /&gt;Just keep holding on (just keep holding on)&lt;br /&gt;And every heartache makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be much longer&lt;br /&gt;You'll find love, you'll find peace&lt;br /&gt;And the you you're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I know right now that's not the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;But one day you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find the strength to rise above&lt;br /&gt;You will&lt;br /&gt;Find just what you're made of, you're made of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down the road the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;In every cloud there's a silver lining&lt;br /&gt;Just keep holding on (just keep holding on)&lt;br /&gt;And every heartache makes you stronger&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be much longer&lt;br /&gt;You'll find love, you'll find peace&lt;br /&gt;And the you you're meant to be&lt;br /&gt;I know right now that's not the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;I know right now that's not the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;But one day you will&lt;br /&gt;One day you will&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one day you will&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6638805548074555100?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/6638805548074555100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-day-you-will-lady-antebellum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/6638805548074555100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/6638805548074555100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-day-you-will-lady-antebellum.html' title='One Day You Will -- Lady Antebellum'/><author><name>Crystal Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07209316458085902796</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-7460410883350456859</id><published>2011-01-30T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T21:22:45.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit Stronger -- Sara Evans</title><content type='html'>Woke up late today and I still feel the sting of the pain&lt;br /&gt;But I brushed my teeth anyway&lt;br /&gt;I got dressed through the mess and put a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;I got a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding in the car to work and I'm trying to ignore the hurt&lt;br /&gt;So I turned on the radio, stupid song made me think of you&lt;br /&gt;I listened to it for a minute, but then I changed it&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a little bit stronger, just a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done hoping that we could work it out&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels&lt;br /&gt;Letting you drag my heart around&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, I'm done thinking that you could ever change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I'm telling myself I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Even on my weakest days&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't happen overnight, but you turn around&lt;br /&gt;And a month's gone by, and you realize you haven't cried&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving you an hour or a second or another minute longer&lt;br /&gt;I'm busy getting stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done hoping that we can work it out&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels&lt;br /&gt;Letting you drag my heart around&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, I'm done thinking, that you could ever change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I'm telling myself I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Even on my weakest days&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting along without you, baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you, baby&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel without me, baby?&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting stronger without you, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done hoping we could work it out&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with how it feels, spinning my wheels&lt;br /&gt;Letting you drag my heart around&lt;br /&gt;And, oh, I'm done thinking that you could ever change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;But I'm telling myself I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Even on my weakest days&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;A little bit, a little bit, a little bit stronger&lt;br /&gt;I get a little bit stronger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-7460410883350456859?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/7460410883350456859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-bit-stronger-sara-evans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4594025283319076821/posts/default/7460410883350456859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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came into his life, yeah&lt;br /&gt;It's a deep obsession, taking up his time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, She's all that he wants, she's all that he needs&lt;br /&gt;She's everything he just won't believe&lt;br /&gt;Take away his doubt, turn him inside out&lt;br /&gt;Then she can see what he's been dying to say&lt;br /&gt;But things don't always turn out that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he must confess&lt;br /&gt;All the impure thoughts of his beautiful temptress&lt;br /&gt;Although he keeps it all bottled up inside&lt;br /&gt;Although he keeps it all safe within his mind, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's all that he wants, she's all that he needs&lt;br /&gt;She's everything he just won't believe&lt;br /&gt;Take away his doubt, turn him inside out&lt;br /&gt;Then she can see what he's been dying to say&lt;br /&gt;But things don't always turn out that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wipe that smile off your face&lt;br /&gt;Before it gets too late&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much time, yeah&lt;br /&gt;For you to make up your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, She's all that he wants, she's all that he needs&lt;br /&gt;Well she's everything he just won't believe&lt;br /&gt;Take away his doubt, turn him inside out&lt;br /&gt;Then she can see what he's been dying to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's all that he needs&lt;br /&gt;She's everything he just won't believe&lt;br /&gt;Take away his doubt, turn him inside out&lt;br /&gt;Then she can see what he's been dying to say&lt;br /&gt;But things don't always turn out that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, things don't always turn out that way&lt;br /&gt;Things don't always turn out that way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Things don't always turn out that way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-1222627417892832817?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS0dSGL7XXg/TlXiVxFfCqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/3dnLlicB8Fk/s220/P1011195.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4594025283319076821.post-9069073124343575931</id><published>2011-01-30T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:16:22.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Your Mind -- Boyce Avenue</title><content type='html'>There you are&lt;br /&gt;With your perfect way&lt;br /&gt;You got that little shine&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear one word&lt;br /&gt;Would make my day&lt;br /&gt;But there's no room for me&lt;br /&gt;In your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;You got me down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;And in my mind I can see&lt;br /&gt;How perfect everything could be&lt;br /&gt;But you won't give us a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;How would you want me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say you need me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to move on&lt;br /&gt;But your perfect way&lt;br /&gt;Has got this little child&lt;br /&gt;Asking why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this world keeps spinning&lt;br /&gt;As my heart stops beating&lt;br /&gt;Is there still no room inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;You got me down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh&lt;br /&gt;And in my mind I can see&lt;br /&gt;How perfect everything could be&lt;br /&gt;But you won't give us a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;How would you want me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say you need me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;(Please tell me I'm not the lonely one)&lt;br /&gt;(Please help me believe that I'm the only one)&lt;br /&gt;If I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;How would you want me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say you need me?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;How would you hold me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you stay forever?&lt;br /&gt;Or just leave me here to drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;(Change your mind)&lt;br /&gt;If I could change your mind&lt;br /&gt;(Change your mind)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-9069073124343575931?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/9069073124343575931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/change-your-mind-boyce-avenue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Haze</title><content type='html'>What gives you the privilege?&lt;br /&gt;Taking me to the universe edge&lt;br /&gt;Returning carefree through the night&lt;br /&gt;On shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;And meteorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a robbery on Jupiter or Mars&lt;br /&gt;You fly away Stealin' my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gave you the privilege?&lt;br /&gt;Of taking me on an adventure through the mist&lt;br /&gt;To some romantic galaxy&lt;br /&gt;When all along&lt;br /&gt;You could not commit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a robbery on Jupiter or Mars&lt;br /&gt;You fly away&lt;br /&gt;Stealin' my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using all of me till there was nothing left&lt;br /&gt;An emptiness I don't regret&lt;br /&gt;So fly away if you must&lt;br /&gt;And just scatter me&lt;br /&gt;Just scatter me&lt;br /&gt;Just scatter me&lt;br /&gt;Like stardust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gave you the privilege?&lt;br /&gt;Of taking me to the universe edge...&lt;br /&gt;Like a robbery on Jupiter or Mars&lt;br /&gt;You fly away stealing my heart&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars&lt;br /&gt;Like taking dust from the stars...&lt;br /&gt;Dust from the stars&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4594025283319076821-6357479146267424392?l=singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/feeds/6357479146267424392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://singing-in-the-shower.blogspot.com/2011/01/dust-from-stars-sara-haze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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