1. |
Waiting for Your Touch
03:09
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Please,
baby don’t leave
‘Cause it’s too much
to be waiting for your touch
I don’t wanna make you rush
but I need you right away
‘Cause at night
I don’t want no other guy
when I got you on my mind
I know there’s nothin’ I can say
‘Cept you’re everything I want for me
You’re everyone I wanna see
You’re everywhere I want to be
So baby, baby please
Oh, it’s such a rush
when I’m waiting for your touch
I know I’m makin’ such a fuss
but I need you right away
‘Cause at night
if I don’t got you by my side
I might go out of my mind
because there’s nothin’ I can say
‘Cept you’re everything I want for me
You’re everyone I wanna see
You’re everywhere I want to be
So baby, please don’t leave
Oh ‘cause it’s too much (baby)
‘cause baby it’s too much
to be waiting for your touch
Lookin’ out a frosty window
all alone and it’s not clear
just when you’ll come back
but that’s just the way it goes
and I’ll be dyin’ until you’re right here
‘Cause baby it’s too much
to be waiting for your touch
I know I’m makin’ such a fuss
but I need you right away
‘Cause at night
I don’t want no other guy
I might go straight out of my mind
because there’s nothin’ I can say
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2. |
Erase
04:31
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I wanna get inside your head
and while you thirst I’ll drink the wine you bled
I’ll drill a thousand tiny holes to hide me
Replace her face with mine
Erase the memory
Erase
I wanna get inside your head
and heat the empty space beside your bed
and when it’s cold know how to find you
By doing all the dirty little things she’d never do
Erase
I’m gonna satisfy your every need
I’m gonna make you shiver
Let you bleed
and always leave you wanting more
Won’t be your lover, honey
I will be your whore
Erase
By doing all the dirty little things
By doing all the dirty little things
By doing all the dirty little, dirty little things
I wanna get inside your head
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3. |
Mr. Singh
03:32
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Mr. Singh sits alone
in a late night gas station
just watchin' the clock tickin'
nine thousand miles from home
where the night’s always racing
but nobody knows
he’s got no place to go
And I knock on the door
where a sign still says open
but the doors are all locked
and guarding a broken heart
Mr. Singh
Sits alone once again
Breathing in
Sinking his head in his hands
Not to hide
His terror lies right behind glass
On this night
his sign still says open
Mr. Singh
I’m alone
Just like you
When the dash light flickers
the darkness grow thicker than
a thousand miles back home
where my heart’s always racing
but nobody knows
I’ve got no place to go
So I knock on the door
where a sign still says open
but the doors are all locked
and guarding my broken heart
Mr. Singh
All alone once again
Breathing in
I’m sinking my head in my hands
Not to hide
My terror lies right behind glass
On this night
his sign still says open
his sign still says open
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4. |
Miss You So Bad
02:26
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I'll remember your smile/
And that mischievous look you get in your eyes/
and I'll dream of your hands/
oh the nights they would warm up mine when we dance/
Oh we dance/
We dance/
And we dance/
If I follow you home/
I could never go back/
never go back/
and if i stay and you go/
I'll miss you so bad/
miss you so bad/
If I follow you home/
I could never go back/
never go back/
but if I stay all alone/
I'll miss you so bad/
miss you so bad
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Celia St Croix Sacramento, California
"the kind of musical storytelling that would sound at home on an album by Harry Chapin or Joni Mitchell"
Jay Allen Sanford -
The San Diego Reader
“production, arrangements, and musicianship are top-notch”
Frank Kocher - San Diego Troubadour
“'Mr. Singh' Best of San Diego Songwriters Guild 2011”
“'Waiting for Your Touch' in SD 48 Hour Film Festival”
“'Miss You So Bad' on Sophie 103.7”
... more
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