Play It Again.....

Play me that song love, play it again
Take me back to the moment when
Love was a meadow, a daisy-strewn floor
No wolves howling at the door…..

Play me that song, love, over and over
I was a maiden and you the fair lover
We are not children anymore
And we have a love worth fighting for……

Play me that song love, a grave melody
Rising and falling like waves of the sea
Its cadence drifts across life’s sweeping shore
Oh, we have a love worth dying for………..

Play me that song love, play it again
Cradle my heart in its riveting strain
Over life’s ocean I hear it implore
Oh, we have a love worth living for

Janet~

The Long-moon Night.....

It will not last forever
The dark and bitter hour
The cold and muddy river
With bank bereft of flower
The cruel disappointment
That pierces to the core
Will soon be tossed into its tide
And gone forevermore

It will not last forever
The chill upon the grass
Though now with tears we shiver
And yearn for this to pass
Soon comes the fairer morning
Where warmer breezes sigh
When this dark night will simply be
A glimmer in our eye

It will not last forever
The darkness or the light
Ties closely knit will sever
The green field turns to white
It will not last forever
The long-moon night will die
Leaving but a glimmer
Of wisdom in our eye

Janet Martin~

Hole in my Heart.....

There’s a hole in my heart, dear
Where you used to be
I’ve tried to fill it with somebody else
But it’s just not that easy you see
It’s tearing me apart, dear
No matter how hard I try
The great big hole in my heart, dear
It’s filled with the sound of good-bye

Keep your arms full of roses
I’ve never yet seen a one
Which does not drop all its petals
And all of the beauty is gone
As soon as the door softly closes
There’s just one thing that I see
So keep your arms full of roses
They’ll never replace you and me

Sugar and spice are for tea, dear
Diamonds for grand royalty
They may be lovely for someone to wear
But it will never be me
There’s a hole in my heart dear
And there’s not a thing I can do
For there’s no one in whole wide world
That will ever be me and you

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Janet Martin

Watching/listening to the movie Till the Clouds Roll By
(the life story of song writer Jerome Kerns) made me want to write
An old ‘black and white movie’ sad song…..the rain provokes
a desire to write sad songs too…and boy, do we have that !!!!

Summer-time......

Turn down the window, turn off the air
Come on let the wind blow through your hair
Crank up a good old summer-time tune
‘Cause you and I both know summer’s gone too soon

Summer-time, ah, summer-time
It’s all good in the summer-time
I like the sun, oh and I like the rain
If I could when it’s over I’d hit re-play again….
I’m just a woman and you’re just a man
Let’s make the most of it while we can
In the summer-time, ah, good old summer-time

I smell the fever of fresh mown hay
I’m a believer in no work today
The sweet fields of honey will soon be gone
Ah, we can make money when the summer is done

Summer-time, ah, summer-time
It’s all good in the summer-time
Blue surf and white sand
Green turf and brown tan
Flip-flops and tank tops
Lemonade and cool shade
Good days and better nights
Dancing in the warm moon-light
Fire-flies and starry skies
We’ll stay up until sun-rise
I’m just a woman, you’re just a man
Making the most of each minute we can
In the summer-time, ah, good old summer-time

Oh, and did I mention bare-feet in the water?
How the sun gets your attention as the day gets hotter
Mid-night flower gardens sweet, sweet paradise
Oh, I beg your pardon, is that hunger in your eyes?
Did I mention bird and cricket in a summer symphony?
The soft and yellow sighing of the big old willow tree
In the summer-time, ah the good old summer-time


Tick-tock, the old clock eats up another day
That greedy miser is stealing my summer away……

Summer-time, ah, summer-time
It’s all good in the summer-time

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Janet Martin