it must be him...

I tell myself what's done is done
I tell myself don't be a fool
Play the field have a lot of fun
It's easy when you play it cool

I tell myself don't be a chump
Who cares, let him stay away
That's when the phone rings and I jump
And as I grab the phone I pray

Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him or I shall die
Or I shall die
Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him but it's not him
And then I die
That's when I die

After a while, I'm myself again
I take the pieces off the floor
Put my heart on the shelf again
You'll never hurt me anymore

I'm not a puppet on a string
I'll find somebody else someday
That's when the phone rings, and once again
I start to pray

Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him , it must be him
or I shall die, Or I shall die
Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him but it's not him
And then I die
That's when I die

Evergreen

Love, soft as an easy chair;
love, fresh as the morning air.
One love that is shared by two,
I have found with you.

Like a rose under the April snow
I was always certain love would grow.
Love ageless and evergreen,
seldom seen by two.

You and I will make each night a first,
ev'ry day a beginning.
Spirits rise and their dance is unrehearsed.
They warm and excite us
'cause we have the brightest love,

two lights that shine as one,
morning glory and midnight sun.
Time we've learned to sail above;
time won't change the meaning of one love,
ageless and ever evergreen.

stardust....Songwriters: Parish, Mitchell;Carmichael, Hoagy

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that we're apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely night dreaming of a song
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you
When our love was new
And each kiss an inspiration
But that was long ago
Now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song
Beside a garden wall
When stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
A paradise where roses bloom
Though I dream in vain
In my heart it will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of love's refrain

time after time

What good are words I say to you?
They can't convey to you what's in my heart
If you could hear instead
The things I've left unsaid

Time after time
I tell myself that I'm
So lucky to be loving you

So lucky to be
The one you run to see
In the evening, when the day is through

I only know what I know
The passing years will show
You've kept my love so young, so new

And time after time
You'll hear me say that I'm
So lucky to be loving you
Writer(s): Cahn/Styne

À quoi bon servent les mots que je te dis?
Ils ne transmettent pas ce que je ressens dans mon cœur
Si tu pouvais plutôt entendre
Les choses que je n'’ai jamais dites

Encore et encore
Je me dis que je suis
Si chanceux de t’aimer

Si chanceux d'’être
Celui vers qui tu cours
Le soir, quand la journée est finie

Je sais seulement ce que je sais
Les années qui passent montreront
Que tu as gardé mon amour si jeune, si nouveau

Et encore et encore
Tu m'’entendras dire que je suis
Si chanceux de t '’aimer

Je sais seulement ce que je sais
Les années qui passent montreront
Que tu as gardé mon amour si jeune, si nouveau

Et encore et encore
Tu m'’entendras dire que je suis
Si chanceux de t'’aimer
Chanceux de t'’aimer

All That I Am

Words & Music by Sid Tepper / Roy C. Bennett

All that I am or ever hope to be
Lies in your hands
You are my destiny
When you are in my arms, I rule the world
And when we're far apart, how cruel the world

All that I want is to be near to you
To spend my life making it clear to you
You are my heart, my soul, my dream come true
All that I am, I am because of you

All that I want is to be near to you
To spend my life making it clear to you
You are my heart, my soul, my dream come true
All that I am, I am because of you

Because of you
Because of you

Recorded: 1966/02/17, first released on single and Spinout

http://lyrics.elvispresley.com.au/lyrics/all_that_i_am.html

ALL TIME LOVE ... WILL YOUNG

Sometimes you walk by the good ones
'Cos you're trying to hard, too hard to see them
And sometimes you don't find the right lines
'Cos you're trying too hard, too hard to hear them
But you know what it feels like
'Cos you're like me
And you won't give up
'Till an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me

Some days you're too set in your ways
And you forget to shut up, shut up and listen
And some days you just have to misplace all your mistakes
Somewhere that you won't miss them
So stop lying that you're fine
'Cos you're like me
And you can't give up

'Till an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me

I don't believe that it's a failing
I don't believe that it's a fault
'Cos if everything were plain sailing
Oh tell me what would there be left to exalt

But an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me
I want an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me

«I don't think about art when I'm working. I try to think about life...»

Jean-Michel Basquiat, né à Brooklyn le 22 décembre 1960 et mort le 12 août 1988 à SoHo, est un artiste peintre américain d'origine haïtienne et porto-ricaine. Il commence comme artiste de rue peignant des graffitis, et devient ensuite un artiste d'avant-garde très populaire et pionnier de la mouvance dite « underground ». Son style était très original, nerveux, violent et énergique.