*2nd/3rd verses co-written with Veronica May (1st verse and choruses cover Gospel song of the same name - Lindsay's grandparents Ollie & Bethel can be heard in recording)
a land removed from sickness pain and sorrow no death, no theft, no aching, no more greed no sad goodbyes but only glad reunions oh this is just what heaven means to me what will it be, when we get over yonder and join the throng upon the glassy sea to greet our loved ones and sing with them forever oh this is just what heaven means to me a people that have minds of understanding and eyes that follow suit in what they see they follow all the passages on love oh this is just what heaven means to me a swaying eucalyptus on the hillside where lovebirds sit and sing their melody surrounded by the people who we love most oh this is just what heaven means to me
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*verses co-written with Veronica May (chorus/bridge partial cover of Snoop Dogg/Pharell song of the same name)
starting out it was the shot heard round the world a committed lady going after a noncommittal girl but then time, time finally took its toll life was the objective and love was the goal and then i said... you're beautiful, i just want you to know, you're my favorite girl finally settled down and things got better consider this song a little love letter it's like a whole new life now that you're in it baby be my wife, and let's begin it i just wanted you to know that you are really special *co-written with Veronica May you took the pain, added a t painted right over the hurt inside me believe what i say, when i say it's true filled a big gaping hole with a big w o, g, i, c something in u u and i r right on q nobody ever writes love letters these days they spend all their time driving on online freeways there's gotta be somebody somewhere that you know who could use a few handwritten x's and o's you took the hate, switched out the h with an f and I guess it turned into fate you wanted her badly, you set out to get her took away the space so we'd be together *Co-write with Veronica May. (first verse lyrics corrected - we got it backwards in the video) she was late to church one day and they need someone had to play so he picked up her guitar right when she pulled up in her car bethel and ollie met that day they were full of love (bethel and ollie) they were full of light (bethel and ollie) he was more than a husband (bethel and ollie) she was more than a wife (true love) they were true to their vows (bethel and ollie) til the day the died (always falling) bethel and ollie always falling into love he tended to their fields as she tended to their home they intended to give love and had five children of their own camping in the summers, cotton in the spring and in the fall they were falling
*co-written with Veronica May (also recorded as Pretty Little Owl with The Lovebirds)
pretty little owl, won't you be my gal fly up in my tree, won't you sit with me we'll stay up all night under the moonlight rest under my wing, listen to me sing what will we see, where will we be who knows, who knows why should i care, when you're sitting there i'm happy the who is you, happy the who is you wiggle down your branch, can i have this dance look in your big eyes, gosh you look so nice spin my head around, make my owl heart pound make my owl legs weak, kiss me on my owl beak *co-written with Haley White every thought was a play that you starred in i can’t keep from clapping, i’m begging your pardon but your radiating underneath that spotlight this audience seat feels like a cage it’s all i can do to keep from jumping onstage because of the way that you look tonight i’m yelling encore i stand in ovation for you wish i could do more wish there was more i could do give me your script, i will write myself in you can be the new hero to my heroine forget the dialogue, let’s get to the curtain call we can hide in the wings where nobody’s watching i know that your lips can do a lot more than talking come on baby let’s break down the fourth wall it’s intermission, i’m sitting here wishing that they keep the lights on for the last scene there’s not much time before your last bow yet somehow i still keep hoping that when you look out i’m the face in the crowd that you see wish you could do more wish you could give more to me
*co-written with Veronica May
wakes up in the morning, waxes his mustache he's an evil-doer, revenge is his at last dastardly deceiving, wears a mask and cape memorized her shadow, so she can not escape victim and the villain, they will play their part one will take your pity, one will take your heart goes to bed each evening, hangs her head in shame she's a real do-gooder, especially good at blame properly pathetic, wears a veil of doubt memorized his methods, so he has no way out he tiptoes under her nose gets close enough to attack she lets him in, again and again she loves the knife in her back what you may not notice, what you may not see the victim and the villain, are both a part of me (it's me) *co-written with Veronica May you got really sick of the pogo stick life kept stalling, stalling you scraped up your knees on some memories now you’re scared of falling, falling there’s no need to lament it’s only cement falling just leaves you a little stunned, stunned if you get up quick life on a pogo stick you’ll see, clearly is meant for fun, fun up and down you bounce laughing hard out loud (ha ha ha ha) in the fall you spring new feelings feel the rush brush through your hair it’s quite the sight when you take flight when you discover you’ll land on a piece of rubber |
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