From April to August

We were only together
From April to August
From Spring thru Summer
She was fine, She was mine

We’d hit the dive bars
And the record shops
From Spring thru Summer
I was her fan and her man

Sometime after Labor Day
She said she was movin’ away
Her father got a job up North somewhere
I told her to write or call
I never heard from her at all
It was a gloomy Fall – life felt so unfair
I didn’t buy the thought that she didn’t care

Cause she took something of mine as a souvenir
It was my favorite gray hoodie from my Senior year
And she gifted me this beat up Martin six string
But when I play it, I don’t feel a goddamn thing
All I wanna do now is go back in time to Spring
On that Seattle night when we made out to Sting
Those weeks we were together from April to August
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust

We had only dated
From April to August
Trips to Capitola
We held hands, saw cool bands

We’d go watch the ocean
We’d go mountain biking
From Spring to Summer
Drank barley wine, It was divine

Sometime after Labor Day
She said she was movin’ away
Her father got a job up North somewhere
I told her to write or call
I never heard from her at all
It was a gloomy Fall – life felt so unfair
I didn’t buy the thought that she didn’t care

Cause she took something of mine as a souvenir
It was my college ring I bought my Senior year
She gifted me this beat up Martin six string
But when I play it, I don’t feel a goddamn thing
All I wanna do now is go back in time to June
On that night when we kissed under the moon
Those weeks we were together from April to August
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust
Stole all my desire for anyone else and wanderlust

October 14, 2018

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She’s Datin’ a Bad Boy

Her grades began to slip
from A’s & B’s to C’s & D’s
Her current choice of schoolboy
won’t give her fond memories
He’s been makin’ her feel guilty
He don’t respect her one bit
He’s a cocky lil’ sumbitch
Born to end up a misfit

She’s datin’ a bad boy
Oh, he’s not gonna be Mister Right
Ah, but she don’t know any different
so she loves him with all her might
She’s datin’ a greaseball
And he knows she’s outta his league
Cause he can’t help bein’ a bad boy
and she can’t help bein’ intrigued

Up nightly on her phone
maybe one day she’ll learn
Instead of taking care of her
He’ll go and never return
Maybe they’ll end up with a baby
and another one on the way
Then he’ll pick a fight & take off
but she’ll be wishin’ he’d stay

She’s datin’ a bad boy
Oh, he’s never gonna be “The One”
You can see it right in his icy eyes
He’ll eventually cut and run
She’s datin’ a scumbag
And he knows he don’t deserve her
Cause he can’t help bein’ a runner
They could be like her Mom & I were…

Bridge:
Maybe she thinks he’s a fixer-upper
Maybe he’ll change his reckless ways
Maybe she knows he’s just actin’ out
and he’s just goin’ through a phase
They could get thru all the hardships
Maybe they’ll learn from their mistakes
Guess I should just be there for her
Just in case her young heart breaks

She’s growin’ up and can date him
It’s not worth a damaging fight
Who am I to meddle with the little man
He’s someone like me who holds her tight
Maybe under all that stuff he wears
right down to the familiar Converse shoes
He’s no crazy tattooed biker dude
and I’m pickin’ up on all the wrong clues

She’s told me to stay out of it
so that’s what I’m gonna do
This bad boy turned Dad of hers knows
he’s got a lot to live up to

This bad boy turned Dad of hers knows
the inner pain that kid is goin’ through

She’s datin’ a bad boy…

October 6, 2018

Parents’ Home Date

The popcorn’s made, it’s in a white plastic bowl
It’s a home date, he’s gotta keep it under control
He’s gotta show her he cares, but stay kinda cool
but she’s already changed into a suit for the pool
He picked out a movie, she wants to go swimmin’
She’s flirty like a lot of older attractive women
He wonders if he’s too square ‘n he’s not her style
But somethin’ sparks inside him when she smiles

Her parents are out of town, it’s the perfect chance
for her to see if this guy is up for a horizontal dance
He knows a gentleman would likely take a stance
that he should focus on love, not a fast romance

He says he cares for her, he wants to take it slow
She says she’s in love with him ‘n lets him know
She’s not gonna bite him, or hurt his eager heart
Yet it’s not like they promised ’til death do they part
and he says OK, he changed into his tight swimsuit
In the meantime, she references a bamboo flute
He’s nervous as hell, ’cause her game is on fleek
Her arms are around his neck ‘n she kisses his cheek

Her lips are crimson ‘n soft now as they’re kissing hard
They’re getting hot ‘n heavy, maybe going too far
She’s really excited, purrin’ like a sports car
Lickin’ his chest ‘n neck, like he’s her ice cream bar

It kinda scares him a little, she’s so forward ‘n fun
She’s really experienced, yet he’s the chosen one
She could be with anyone, she’s the foxy kind
‘n he’s telling himself inside she’s out of her mind
Then they hear a familiar car pull up in the drive
It’s the scariest moment he’s had in his teenage life
But he isn’t stopping ‘n neither will she
It’s over before they know it ‘n they’re home free

They opened the front door, he went out the back gate
They say she should come inside, it’s getting so late
He texts her a message, he’ll pick her up around eight
‘n she’s thinking she’s found her long-lasting soulmate

She’s thinking she’s found
her long-lasting soulmate
on their passionate,
not so innocent,
sexy, fun-filled,
secret parents’ home date

September 18, 2018

How Will It End?

Will we come to the agreement
That we’ll never choose to agree
Will I abruptly leave you
Or will you coldly abandon me

Will I fall to the seduction
Of someone else’s charms
Or will you find happiness
In another caring man’s arms

How will it end
The story of you and I
How will it end
Will we say goodbye
Or will we stick it out
Through the bad & the good
Or will it end with us saying
We did the best we could
If we both have intentions
To protect, care for, and defend
This relationship we have
Then we already know how,
Yes, we already know how it will end

Will we think it’s all over and
Cash in our measly chips
So we can try to find true love
In another’s eyes and lips

Is the promise that we made
One we’ll never break
Or was it only a lie we believed
Is this all one big mistake

How will it end
The story of me and you
How will it end
Will we stay forever true
Or will we break apart
Forget what we’ve done right
Or will it end as an accident
And together we’ll head to the light
If we both have the courage
To stay lovers and best friends
Then we already know how
And there is no reason to care when
We’ll just love each other ’til then
And maybe, just maybe it won’t end

Maybe there’s no way, no how
no how, our love will never end
My thought is, my love,
you and I were meant to be, eternally
There’s no way in hell our love ends

There’s no way in hell our love ends

September 9, 2018

Not a Big Deal

V1
We went over to the park that afternoon
And sat there on a bench by the pond
She came up with quite a few reasons
Why by month’s end, you wanted me gone

I looked down at my summer sandals
I knew truth from her heart was revealed
And I tried to hide what I felt inside
Then said, that’s ok, it’s not a big deal

Chorus 1
It’s not a big deal
I’ll be all right
I’ll find someone else
To hold me tight
To listen to me
And care about how I feel
Don’t you worry, babe
It’s not a big deal

V2
During my drive to Santa Cruz
‘n listening to a David Wilcox tape
I wasn’t cryin’ but I wasn’t happy
I felt she preplanned my escape

On Highway 17 during rush hour
A nail popped my front right wheel
I told myself I’d get through it
Said I’d be fine, not a big deal

Chorus 2
It’s not a big deal
I’ll call up a tow truck
They’ll be up here soon
I’m not eternally stuck
I’ve got a spare in the back,
Leftovers of last night’s meal
When a woman stopped, I said
It’s not a big deal

Bridge
But she said my head was bleeding
And could get me quickly to emergency
And I looked into her smoky mocha eyes
Sure enough, it was all meant to be

V3
The girl who pulled over ‘n rescued me
She’s now my wife and we have a girl
And I wouldn’t trade my experience
For all the silver and gold in the world

Sometimes she’ll say she’s runnin’ late,
Her workload lately has been so unreal
I smile as I tell her over the phone,
We’ll get our supper, it’s not a big deal

Last Chorus
It’s not a big deal
We’ll be all right
I’ll take her to get
Burgers and fries
‘n Hawaiian punch
I’m not gonna appeal
Don’t you worry, babe
It’s not a big deal

No, don’t you worry babe
It’s not a big deal
Not a big deal

September 5, 2018

Her Happy Place

When she’s had a hard day
When she can’t even speak
When she’s running on empty
So depressed, afraid and weak
It’s right there on her face
I offer her a warm embrace
And become her happy place

And when she wants to talk
She really needs to vent
Maybe it’s work or the kids
That’s caused her to be bent
I don’t go down our staircase
Or mess around in cyberspace
I become her happy place

I hold her tight
I say it’ll be all right
When she cries
I don’t criticize
I recognize
Her deep need
To be understood
I look into her eyes
And improvise
Words to catalyze
I empathize
And she smiles
Says I smell good

When it’s our bedtime
And our kids are asleep
And she looks over to me
But there’s not a peep
It’s right there on her face
Blessing me with her grace
Bein’ my happy place

Then I hold her tight
Out goes the light
And she reminds
me I’m her prize
Out of all the guys
Nothing materialized
But the one she
Wasn’t sure would
And I smile inside
With silent pride
Knowing she’s satisfied
Cause she’ll confide
And I’m her guide
She says that she’s
Struggled with motherhood

It’s right there on her face
She’s blessed me with her grace
I know I’m not off base when say
We’re each other’s happy place
We’re each other’s happy place

September 1, 2018

One Hell of a Song

If I am the lyrics
Then you are the music
and together we’re a song
Written by someone
Who’s having great fun
’cause we sure get along
Yeah we have those times
When my words don’t rhyme
The tune just is plain wrong
Then we get re-written
and we’re again smitten
Our chorus is concise & strong
All cause I am the lyrics
You are the music
And we’re one hell of a song

And all the crowds
They love singing it
Where we’re performed
Or randomly played
And they wonder
Who wrote us and why
And how long it took
For us to be made
We’re listened to
Obsessively
Over and over again
Somehow we appeal
Amazingly
To both women and men

If you are the music
I am the lyrics
And together we’re a tune
Lovers and strangers
Will sing us forever
In lounges and saloons
Oh we’ve had those nights
When we’ve had raging fights
Combined, we’ll always belong
Like a string ball & kitten
A child’s hand and mitten
Wakin’  & the breakin’ of dawn
For I am the lyrics
You’re are the music
And we’re one hell of a song

Oh, we’re one hell of a song

August 16, 2018