<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:17:17.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANDUZE</title><subtitle type='html'>A collection of the Love Songs I've written over the last decade (1998-2008)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-9047582124431389207</id><published>2008-07-02T14:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:04:19.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee in Brasil</title><content type='html'>(11/19/2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ The music I wrote for this song was originally spawned from a Bossa Nova drum beat, native of Brazil.  So, with that in mind, I allowed my imagination to run wild, and it led me to a beautiful girl drinking coffee in a magnificent setting.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would’ve never thought her to be the kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;To move so quietly, yet shine so brightly in return&lt;br /&gt;Would’ve thought she didn’t care&lt;br /&gt;Threw caution in the air&lt;br /&gt;By the way she dressed, caressed herself while sitting there&lt;br /&gt;She had eyes like diamonds&lt;br /&gt;With a soul to bear the pain&lt;br /&gt;Sex like weapons, though I’m just imagining&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Even if I turn away forever&lt;br /&gt;I’d still see her face with every breath I take&lt;br /&gt;Even if I walked away without her&lt;br /&gt;She’d still be with me every step&lt;br /&gt;Even if it’s all a dream, it’s my reality&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll choose to stay awake or stay asleep&lt;br /&gt;Even if it all goes down, I know yet and still&lt;br /&gt;That I saw Heaven drinking coffee in Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would’ve never thought her the aggressor&lt;br /&gt;But it became so plainly evident when she sat next to me&lt;br /&gt;Would’ve thought it a mistake, she’d laugh and walk away&lt;br /&gt;But instead gave me her address, a time, and a note said ‘don’t be late’&lt;br /&gt;With her eyes like diamonds&lt;br /&gt;And a smile to ease it all&lt;br /&gt;Love like oceans&lt;br /&gt;No telling how deep one could fall&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-9047582124431389207?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/9047582124431389207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=9047582124431389207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/9047582124431389207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/9047582124431389207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/07/brazil.html' title='Coffee in Brasil'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-3327238727524008438</id><published>2008-07-02T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:37:14.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surreal (featuring Leiah)</title><content type='html'>(1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ One of the few duets I’ve  written, and the first song I ever wrote on the guitar.  Coming out of an unhealthy relationship, I wanted to deliver an abstract account of the emotions involved when the attraction between two people relies on conflict. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anduze:&lt;br /&gt;Take it or leave it, it’s the best I can do&lt;br /&gt;You choose to feel your feelings when you want to&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to fall behind&lt;br /&gt;The surface was broken for the better&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try to realize when I would not let you be&lt;br /&gt;PRE CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Is it in my head?  To make matters worse…&lt;br /&gt;I walked along the edge, to make matters worse…&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;So surreal, this experience that I feel &lt;br /&gt;So surreal, the way I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leiah:&lt;br /&gt;You took your chances&lt;br /&gt;You spoke your mind so freely&lt;br /&gt;I can’t tread water long enough to make you see&lt;br /&gt;Don’t try to pull ahead&lt;br /&gt;The surface was broken for the better&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try to realize when I would not let you be&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Solo &lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-3327238727524008438?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3327238727524008438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=3327238727524008438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/3327238727524008438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/3327238727524008438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/07/surreal-featuring-leiah.html' title='Surreal (featuring Leiah)'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-3567498114106801716</id><published>2008-07-02T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T13:35:48.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lose My Way</title><content type='html'>(3/15/2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ Objective here was a catchy acoustic tune that was heartfelt. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so blinded by the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;So intricately pure&lt;br /&gt;And it’s amazing how the world can tell&lt;br /&gt;You’re all that I adore&lt;br /&gt;Can’t be held accountable for how I am&lt;br /&gt;When she’s the only touch I can feel&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should turn away, just up and leave&lt;br /&gt;When nothing around my appears to be real and…&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I lose my way&lt;br /&gt;Every time I get my head on straight&lt;br /&gt;I’m only trying to compensate for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my heart and I swear you’ll hear&lt;br /&gt;The whispers of my soul&lt;br /&gt;It’s so different when you’re next to me &lt;br /&gt;I swear I can’t let go&lt;br /&gt;You have this way about you constantly&lt;br /&gt;You make every moment stand still&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel the earth beneath us&lt;br /&gt;Spin out of control, and…&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;We’ll protect each other when this world comes crashing down &lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep wandering thru this maze, ‘til there’s no chance &lt;br /&gt;Of being found&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-3567498114106801716?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/3567498114106801716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=3567498114106801716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/3567498114106801716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/3567498114106801716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/07/lose-my-way.html' title='Lose My Way'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-7728648273684907805</id><published>2008-06-27T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T14:09:06.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She’s Always Crying</title><content type='html'>(1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ During my college semester abroad in Madrid, Spain, I was listening to a lot of singer songwriters and becoming more influenced by songs that told stories, and artists who had something to say.  Using my imagination, I wrote this while sitting in Spanish History class one afternoon.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalia’s smile was simple but elaborate enough&lt;br /&gt;To light the kingdoms of the universe for all to see&lt;br /&gt;But she had something hidden deep inside &lt;br /&gt;The beauty of her eyes locked up &lt;br /&gt;In dungeons dark and dreary in her mind&lt;br /&gt;We met randomly thru destiny and fate&lt;br /&gt;We met frequently but never deemed them dates&lt;br /&gt;When I thought I got to know her all&lt;br /&gt;I wasn’t there to catch her fall&lt;br /&gt;I wish that she had told me more&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Why’s she always crying, trying to hide her problems&lt;br /&gt;But I hear it in her voice across the phone&lt;br /&gt;When she’s alone she’s always crying&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know how to go about it&lt;br /&gt;Cause it’s obvious she wants to shut me out&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave another message on her answering machine &lt;br /&gt;And she returns it but I’m not there to receive her call&lt;br /&gt;And yes it gets to me the fact that I have feelings in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And words to say but I know not how to express them&lt;br /&gt;When I’m with her all I see her do is smile&lt;br /&gt;And we’d cross countrysides and we would talk for miles&lt;br /&gt;When I saw it in her eyes, I said what’s wrong, she said I’m fine&lt;br /&gt;And asked if I’d talk more about my life&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she left me was a note on paper when she left this world&lt;br /&gt;To say that everything I’d done for her was not in vain&lt;br /&gt;But she will never understand the memories locked in tears I’ve cried&lt;br /&gt;The pain she’s put me thru inside, God knows I tried&lt;br /&gt;I tried to save her as best as I knew how&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was to earn her trust&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don’t much, cause here I’m sitting now and &lt;br /&gt;I’m the one who’s crying&lt;br /&gt;You left me now I’m always crying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-7728648273684907805?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7728648273684907805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=7728648273684907805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/7728648273684907805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/7728648273684907805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/shes-always-crying.html' title='She’s Always Crying'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-5262129159273845857</id><published>2008-06-25T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:59:58.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indelible</title><content type='html'>(10/17/03)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ I rarely disclose the identity of my song’s subjects.  Maybe because I like the fact that more than one person can believe it’s about them.  Or maybe I trust the honesty in my writing will leave no doubts.   But this song was specifically written to my girlfriend during the height of our romance, and at the time, I wanted her along with everyone to know who it was about.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure that we were designed &lt;br /&gt;To be storybook lovers, and I’ve never been&lt;br /&gt;So certain of anything&lt;br /&gt;PRE CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;We’d have it all, even if we had nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;She is my earth spinning on axis&lt;br /&gt;No kiss could be better&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll always be&lt;br /&gt;Indelible, incredible what she does to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you with all that I am&lt;br /&gt;No one’s ever felt so good&lt;br /&gt;I adore you and the love that we have&lt;br /&gt;I never want it to end&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Sax solo&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-5262129159273845857?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5262129159273845857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=5262129159273845857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5262129159273845857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5262129159273845857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/indelible.html' title='Indelible'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-2752990273057670303</id><published>2008-06-25T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:39:27.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man Jaymes</title><content type='html'>(10/02/03)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ My friend produced this beat and when I heard it, for some reason I immediately pictured an old man in a barber shop speaking of a lost love.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me have you ever really been in love?&lt;br /&gt;And found yourself beyond the boundaries of sensation&lt;br /&gt;Has anybody ever looked into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;And lost themselves without a breath of hesitation&lt;br /&gt;I still feel her, seems like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;I still breathe her, I remember it well&lt;br /&gt;I still taste her, the way she danced&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could’ve taken every single moment for granted&lt;br /&gt;But even so, ooh this pain would still be terrible&lt;br /&gt;If I could I would go back and do a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;Much differently, but I can’t and that’s just it you see&lt;br /&gt;I still feel her, seems like it was just a dream&lt;br /&gt;I still breathe her, I remember it well&lt;br /&gt;I still taste her, the way she laughed &lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So take my word, my strong advice&lt;br /&gt;Before you act make sure you think twice&lt;br /&gt;Cause anything can happen anytime, any day&lt;br /&gt;You never know when you might be the one to blame&lt;br /&gt;When you find true love&lt;br /&gt;Do everything you can to hold her close&lt;br /&gt;When you find true love&lt;br /&gt;Do all the little things that matter most&lt;br /&gt;When you find true love&lt;br /&gt;Believe that you can stand the test of time&lt;br /&gt;When you find true love&lt;br /&gt;Always try to make her smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel her, she was like a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;I still breathe her, I remember it well&lt;br /&gt;I still taste her, the way we touched&lt;br /&gt;I remember&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-2752990273057670303?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2752990273057670303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=2752990273057670303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/2752990273057670303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/2752990273057670303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/old-man-jaymes.html' title='Old Man Jaymes'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-7180382757141708964</id><published>2008-06-25T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T03:05:14.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let U Go</title><content type='html'>(6/08/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ When my long term girlfriend told me she wanted to take a break and spend the summer with her family, I really didn't know what to think.  I could have seen it for what it was and begged her to stay, but instead I went numb, unable to decipher the reality of a situation I frankly never considered.  I wrote this the week before she left, disbelieving it was the end of us, but deep down, aware of the possibility.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not know each other when she believed in unicorns&lt;br /&gt;And I believed in Superman&lt;br /&gt;But here we stand again in our innocence&lt;br /&gt;She’s like the sand slipping thru my fingers&lt;br /&gt;And I can’t make a fist in time to hold onto one grain&lt;br /&gt;Even castles wash away eventually&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could erase my memory&lt;br /&gt;Then all you’d be, then all you’d be is&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing that never happened in my life&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna let u go&lt;br /&gt;I’m not ready for a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I was a man of my word&lt;br /&gt;Promises I made and never kept&lt;br /&gt;Said I’d give you the world, but you deserve much more&lt;br /&gt;And love is an endless abyss of which the sweetest part is the fall&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could jump and never land at all&lt;br /&gt;Suspended in moments that leave us speechless, and honest, and real&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can see, it’s only you and me&lt;br /&gt;Such is this life, so beautiful and so cruel&lt;br /&gt;So back to the board I go and hope &lt;br /&gt;To draw myself kissing your lips again, can we pretend&lt;br /&gt;And can we dream the way children do&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If I could replace all the memories with you and me&lt;br /&gt;Then all you’d be, then all you’d be is&lt;br /&gt;The greatest thing that ever happened in my life&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna let u go&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’ll never find a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;If I let u go, if I let u go&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-7180382757141708964?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7180382757141708964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=7180382757141708964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/7180382757141708964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/7180382757141708964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/let-u-go.html' title='Let U Go'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-7417066505390995291</id><published>2008-06-25T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:44:56.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Used To Know a Girl</title><content type='html'>(1/02/2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ As I sat in my living room in the dark with a bottle of Jameson, I tried to recapture the most prevalent memories of my prior relationship...those intimate moments between two people lost in the wreckage.  Each verse paints a very specific picture of who this girl was to me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to know a girl who loved to stay in bed all day&lt;br /&gt;Especially when it rained, and she’d touch my skin&lt;br /&gt;And I’d kiss her face&lt;br /&gt;But where has she gone, gone away to now&lt;br /&gt;I used to know a girl who cried when she heard sad love songs&lt;br /&gt;And she knew all the words to every one I had wrote for her&lt;br /&gt;Well this is another for you to learn&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if she can still picture my face&lt;br /&gt;Or am I a memory scorned and erased&lt;br /&gt;Will she remember the moments we shared&lt;br /&gt;And will she care anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to know a girl who wanted to be by my side&lt;br /&gt;Even when the odds were stacked up against us she’d be there&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to find her anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I used to know a girl who spoke in her sleep while I lay awake&lt;br /&gt;And nothing in the world makes better sense now that she’s gone&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand every word she said&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;Would you recognize me if I showed up at your door&lt;br /&gt;Could we find the words to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;I used to know a girl who missed me when I was gone away…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-7417066505390995291?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/7417066505390995291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=7417066505390995291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/7417066505390995291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/7417066505390995291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-used-to-know-girl-1022008-as-i-sat-in.html' title='I Used To Know a Girl'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-2962160650001744245</id><published>2008-06-25T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:42:44.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>(11/04/1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ When I realized I was in love for the very first time, I was watching her dance in the corner of a friend's apartment in Washington, DC.  We'd been dating each other exclusively for months already, but that was the moment it hit me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was always more than just a friend, cause I always knew&lt;br /&gt;That we would be together one day doing all the things we do&lt;br /&gt;Specifically remember when I fell in love with her heart&lt;br /&gt;The moment was like magic and I had to let down my guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m falling deeper into this fragile sense of strength&lt;br /&gt;Weightless orbit of wonder, staring love in the face&lt;br /&gt;Nearing total destruction, down these walls will fall&lt;br /&gt;Fearless step in direction, I wish that she could have it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round trip tickets to an island down where I’m from&lt;br /&gt;Showed her Cane Bay and Christiansted and let her taste the Cruzan rum&lt;br /&gt;I can’t deny it any further that it feels so good&lt;br /&gt;Sharing pieces that comprise me feels better than I thought it would&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;And she feels so good, her perfect embrace, her blissful kiss&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care if I ever find my way out of this warm abyss.  I’ll just keep…&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-2962160650001744245?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/2962160650001744245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=2962160650001744245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/2962160650001744245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/2962160650001744245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-6591601577447866335</id><published>2008-06-25T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:57:29.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hostage</title><content type='html'>(5/21/2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“I wrote a lot of songs about this girl upon meeting her, and then lost touch for many years.  When we reconnected, seeing her again made me re-evaluate my life.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my mind has suddenly become a fugitive&lt;br /&gt;Cause the very thought of you is being held captive&lt;br /&gt;It’s a fragile situation, cause there’s no negotiation&lt;br /&gt;That could set you free, so a hostage you will be&lt;br /&gt;I’m not supposed to feel like this&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to be without you when it’s plain that you exist&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be someone left hanging on&lt;br /&gt;To fragments of a dream&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 1:&lt;br /&gt;If flowers and sunsets are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ve transcended above them all&lt;br /&gt;You’re sexy in ways that you just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;And I still see you when my eyes are closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you made a wish and blew an eyelash into space&lt;br /&gt;I’d trace its path just to keep it safe&lt;br /&gt;Until it reached the wishing well and then I’d tell&lt;br /&gt;The man in charge to help me out&lt;br /&gt;And grant them all today&lt;br /&gt;You switched me on and you couldn’t turn me off&lt;br /&gt;Not even if you tried to&lt;br /&gt;I will not be complete until I’ve had the physical&lt;br /&gt;Experience of you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be someone left hanging on&lt;br /&gt;To fragments of a dream&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 2:&lt;br /&gt;If deserts and rainbows are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Then you’ve transcended above them all&lt;br /&gt;You’re sexy in ways that you just don’t know &lt;br /&gt;And I still hear your name in the cadence of the rain&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT CHORUS 1,2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-6591601577447866335?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6591601577447866335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=6591601577447866335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/6591601577447866335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/6591601577447866335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/hostage.html' title='Hostage'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-391823682646402858</id><published>2008-06-25T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:55:32.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game</title><content type='html'>(10/05/2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ A simple song about the chase.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew me you’d probably not stand so far away&lt;br /&gt;You might smile if we talked and you gave me a chance&lt;br /&gt;To say&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I’ve always been trying to say&lt;br /&gt;Before you turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the look in your eyes many times and I’ve made,&lt;br /&gt;Made up my mind about you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;She’s playing the game, it’s strange but I think that I like it&lt;br /&gt;She’s playing the game, I guess I’m in need of excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew me you’d probably feel like you’d known me&lt;br /&gt;For a while&lt;br /&gt;And we could take the time to put it all behind and realize&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we’d be doing fine if we just let things escalate&lt;br /&gt;This is what I’ve bee trying to say before you turn and walk away&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen the glance in your eyes many times and I’ve made&lt;br /&gt;Made up my mind about you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I’m not trying to be bold, I just want to get to know you&lt;br /&gt;You don’t have to be so cold to me&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-391823682646402858?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/391823682646402858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=391823682646402858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/391823682646402858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/391823682646402858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/game.html' title='The Game'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-8449203170677427521</id><published>2008-06-25T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:51:42.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play it Cool</title><content type='html'>(2/16/2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ As I planned my move out of Orlando, FL where I'd lived for 6 years, I reflected on the various encounters I'd had with women while working as a promoter at the AKA Lounge.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw you I&lt;br /&gt;Pretended that you were with someone else&lt;br /&gt;To keep myself from falling out of line&lt;br /&gt;But I know damn well that you’re the type of damsel&lt;br /&gt;To intrigue the world because you’re aware you’re beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Should I play it cool even though I’m wanting you&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just play the fool&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance and walk up to you&lt;br /&gt;I should just play it cool even though I’m wanting you&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to know what to do, but if I resist&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever taste your kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I saw you I pretended that you were mine&lt;br /&gt;But every time you look my way, you pay no mind&lt;br /&gt;And I know damn well that I could make you exhale my name&lt;br /&gt;Just the same I guess it’s on me to make the play so…&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;If you really want to know girl,I wanna touch your soul&lt;br /&gt;I could take you on a journey, we could lose control&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-8449203170677427521?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8449203170677427521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=8449203170677427521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/8449203170677427521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/8449203170677427521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/play-it-cool_25.html' title='Play it Cool'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-6344850288114217266</id><published>2008-06-21T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T11:36:54.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easier Said (Than Done)</title><content type='html'>(2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ Different people have different interpretations for this song and it seems to be quite personal to many of those who have heard it.  I’m very flattered by that.  This song was also heavily featured in an episode of the hit sitcom, 'Girlfriends' in 2007.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been down this road before&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it’s like a lonely highway&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing what’s in store&lt;br /&gt;I’ll act on the things I say&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta believe that it ain’t the same&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can tell&lt;br /&gt;I know that the pain and the loss can’t hurt&lt;br /&gt;Anymore than it already does&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be&lt;br /&gt;Everything you need&lt;br /&gt;Feel the things you feel&lt;br /&gt;And just so you know,&lt;br /&gt;The love that I have is real&lt;br /&gt;I know it’s easier said than done&lt;br /&gt;It’s easier said than done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s harder to move on&lt;br /&gt;When nothing seems to keep your mind away&lt;br /&gt;Getting over takes so long&lt;br /&gt;And gives you a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS (x2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-6344850288114217266?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/6344850288114217266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=6344850288114217266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/6344850288114217266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/6344850288114217266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/easier-said-than-done.html' title='Easier Said (Than Done)'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-8138219420633714033</id><published>2008-06-21T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T02:40:33.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Didn't</title><content type='html'>(1998)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ One of the first ballads I ever wrote, about my college girlfriend who had an addiction I was unable to get past.  I wanted to save her from herself but ultimately realized that I was wasting my time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the whole thing &lt;br /&gt;I believed that maybe you could turn around&lt;br /&gt;I tried with all that I had inside&lt;br /&gt;But nothing ever changes&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t turn out to be&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m hurting&lt;br /&gt;You never listened to the girl&lt;br /&gt;I let inside my world&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m wondering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance after chance, finally&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and realized&lt;br /&gt;That I let you get to me&lt;br /&gt;Bring me down, now all I see&lt;br /&gt;Is bitter toward you &lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t turn out to be&lt;br /&gt;All the things I thought you were&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m being&lt;br /&gt;You never listened to the girl&lt;br /&gt;I let inside my world&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m seeing &lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;It must be difficult for you&lt;br /&gt;And as difficult as you are&lt;br /&gt;Ask me if I care&lt;br /&gt;It’s somewhat satisfying to know&lt;br /&gt;That I’m stronger than you&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe you (x2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-8138219420633714033?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/8138219420633714033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=8138219420633714033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/8138219420633714033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/8138219420633714033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-didnt.html' title='You Didn&apos;t'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-5650911132303762634</id><published>2008-06-21T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T18:00:41.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural Obsession</title><content type='html'>(12/17/2002) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ Just as I entertained the idea of settling down with the girl I’d been seeing regularly, I met someone who I had an instant and amazing energy connection with.  When we were around each other, something unrefined and instinctual filled the air.  I played this song for her in my car the night I finished recording it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t like it was an ordinary day&lt;br /&gt;When you came my way&lt;br /&gt;And I knew when you smiled&lt;br /&gt;That a dilemma would arise&lt;br /&gt;Life is a trip&lt;br /&gt;It travels the roads of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;Until it leads home&lt;br /&gt;And the moment you walk in, you know&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems like these love songs that I have been writing have always been about you&lt;br /&gt;You walk in my life when the timing ain’t right&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what to do, except to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Chorus&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Let you slip away&lt;br /&gt;And not give in to the conflict I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But how can I stop my heart beating&lt;br /&gt;When I have this natural obsession with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s getting harder to decipher&lt;br /&gt;This life’s so confusing&lt;br /&gt;But you know what they say&lt;br /&gt;That it happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Every encounter is our fate&lt;br /&gt;Well destiny has me torn at her mercy&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;You feel so good the way nobody should&lt;br /&gt;It’s so unfair how the world disappears when I’m kissing you&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m missing you&lt;br /&gt;You feel so good the way nobody should&lt;br /&gt;It’s so unfair how the world disappears when I’m touching you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop touching you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;I can’t get you off of my mind, that’s why I’ve got &lt;br /&gt;To leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;You feel so good, this feels so right&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna go home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stay here, just lie here&lt;br /&gt;And touch you, and kiss you, and feel you&lt;br /&gt;Explore you, deep down inside you tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-5650911132303762634?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5650911132303762634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=5650911132303762634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5650911132303762634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5650911132303762634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/natural-obsession.html' title='Natural Obsession'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-5634693859012630474</id><published>2008-06-21T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:14:57.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving On</title><content type='html'>(11/04/2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ I had recently broken up with my girlfriend and though I fictionalized much of the scenario here, I guess I wanted her to know that I was moving on and hoping to quell my guilt by asking her to do the same.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that I can understand why you would leave me&lt;br /&gt;It’s evident that I’ve been doing what comes naturally&lt;br /&gt;You wanna put us down for further consideration&lt;br /&gt;But baby I can tell that you just ain’t been listening, cause I’m&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Over it.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna play the game continue if you’d like to&lt;br /&gt;I’m over it&lt;br /&gt;You want control but you ain’t messin’ with my mind&lt;br /&gt;I’m not like your other guys&lt;br /&gt;You can count on the fact that I ain’t coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A revelation can be crucial&lt;br /&gt;Depending on the way you handle it can change your life&lt;br /&gt;Like a breath of the freshest air&lt;br /&gt;Like the clearest mind.  That’s why I’m…&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;Cause I think its time&lt;br /&gt;That you get yourself together&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to another phase of my life&lt;br /&gt;Sad but it’s gonna have to be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you understand that I don’t need you&lt;br /&gt;It’s promising to think that happiness is a state of mind&lt;br /&gt;There’s no need to cry&lt;br /&gt;Might as well dry your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The other side can be much better for us all sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;You wanted everything to go the way you planned it to&lt;br /&gt;But perfection can be hard to find. I’m…&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I find myself alone on this open road&lt;br /&gt;With everywhere to go&lt;br /&gt;And the fear sets in&lt;br /&gt;Where the life begins&lt;br /&gt;And everything will be alright I know&lt;br /&gt;I’ll say it all again&lt;br /&gt;Pretty baby, it’s time that I get going moving on&lt;br /&gt;Chorus (x2)&lt;br /&gt;Outro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-5634693859012630474?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5634693859012630474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=5634693859012630474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5634693859012630474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5634693859012630474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving-on.html' title='Moving On'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-1990633527370436793</id><published>2008-06-20T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:07:14.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>(7/09/2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ The irony of this song is that I was very in love when I wrote it.  But I was tired of writing happy love songs and in the mood to depict a tale of heartbreak.  So I imagined what it would feel like if I found out my girlfriend had cheated on me right after I let my guard down.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it take&lt;br /&gt;To convince you?&lt;br /&gt;That you meant the world to me&lt;br /&gt;I could not have tried harder to please you&lt;br /&gt;And worst thing of all is it seems you did not notice&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that everything for you felt the same&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong to look at you and think that your&lt;br /&gt;Precious eyes would never lie&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;How could you say the sweet things you said&lt;br /&gt;All of this time&lt;br /&gt;How could you feel so good lying in my arms&lt;br /&gt;All of those times&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel compelled to tell you&lt;br /&gt;That I'm taking this real tough&lt;br /&gt;I could go anywhere&lt;br /&gt;But I can't escape myself&lt;br /&gt;And I thought that everything for you felt the same&lt;br /&gt;I know now I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;To look at you and think that we would be here forever&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE:&lt;br /&gt;You aimed the barrel with such precision&lt;br /&gt;The bullet went straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;While you cry in guilt, I'll try my best&lt;br /&gt;But I love you still&lt;br /&gt;GUITAR SOLO&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-1990633527370436793?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/1990633527370436793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=1990633527370436793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/1990633527370436793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/1990633527370436793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-5957137125361654312</id><published>2008-06-20T23:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:06:35.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Love</title><content type='html'>(4/14/2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ Content with my relationship at the time, I questioned its durability in the face of finding what continued to elude me…success. ”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known from the start  &lt;br /&gt;That falling for a beautiful girl, one too good to be true&lt;br /&gt;Was probably the wrong thing to do but&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't like she did me wrong, more like&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't handle it all&lt;br /&gt;When it all came to be, you see...&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I was just following my dream, and then suddenly&lt;br /&gt;Everything happened for me but,&lt;br /&gt;My time got stretched out for miles, and I couln't breathe&lt;br /&gt;When she said that she was unhappy&lt;br /&gt; CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;Our love was amazing&lt;br /&gt;So pure to the core&lt;br /&gt;I still want more&lt;br /&gt;Our love was forever,&lt;br /&gt;Still seems like it is&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere along the way I lost her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been more considerate&lt;br /&gt;To your needs, cause baby believe me&lt;br /&gt;The world is much colder without you&lt;br /&gt;So hard to make you understand&lt;br /&gt;That this is the man that I am&lt;br /&gt;And whatever went down, I expected you'd always be around&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-5957137125361654312?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5957137125361654312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=5957137125361654312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5957137125361654312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5957137125361654312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/our-love.html' title='Our Love'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3964421458963343184.post-5762784796813304486</id><published>2008-06-20T22:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:27:19.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comet Ride</title><content type='html'>(11/05/2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“ I simply felt like writing a love song using beautiful metaphors and vivid terminology.  It's about no one in particular however. ”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this be fair?&lt;br /&gt;When all that I can do&lt;br /&gt;Is sit here thinking about your smile&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a while since I could say I’ve felt this way&lt;br /&gt;And heaven forbid that this is love&lt;br /&gt;Cause if it is I don’t know if I’m gonna make it&lt;br /&gt;Through a day if I’m unable to see your face&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Touching you is like discovering&lt;br /&gt;A galaxy of new dimension&lt;br /&gt;And kissing you is like nothing that I’ve known&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I’m drifting on a star with you&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t wanna go back to earth no more&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re virtually incomparable&lt;br /&gt;To any sensory bliss that mankind knows&lt;br /&gt;And I’m finding out that goddesses exist&lt;br /&gt;And heaven forbid that this is love&lt;br /&gt;Cause if it is I think that I’m gonna have to take it&lt;br /&gt;Cause a moment like this is only what you make of it&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;The situation calls for strength&lt;br /&gt;Cause it don’t matter if we’re riding Saturn’s rings&lt;br /&gt;The heart and mind determine everything&lt;br /&gt;We can stay up here if we try&lt;br /&gt;Pre Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3964421458963343184-5762784796813304486?l=anduzelyrics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/feeds/5762784796813304486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3964421458963343184&amp;postID=5762784796813304486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5762784796813304486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3964421458963343184/posts/default/5762784796813304486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anduzelyrics.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-and-loss_609.html' title='Comet Ride'/><author><name>Available on itunes!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17606867504298259990</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zam6r7eWQJ8/Sl1Lh87N2sI/AAAAAAAAACw/sc0nmh7_BVI/S220/walldown.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
