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| 1. |
| 4:04 | 
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early morning mid july
anticipation's making me high the smell of sunday in our hair we ran on the beach with kennedy flair sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind and u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling laugh oh how we would laugh at anything and so pretend a neverending summer fling this uncommon kinda breeze did with our hearts whatever it pleased forsake the logic of perfect plans a perfect moment slipped thru our hands sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind and u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling laugh oh how we would laugh at anything and so pretend a neverending summer fling strange the wind can change so quickly without a word of warning rearrange our lives until they're torn in two sweet sweet burn of sun and summer wind and u my friend, my new fun thing, my summer fling laugh oh how we would laugh at anything and so pretend a neverending summer fling |
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| 2. |
| 2:56 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
she was a big boned gal from southern alberta you just couldn't call her small and you can bet every saturday night she'd be heading for the legion hall put her blue dress on and she'd curl her hair oh she's been waiting all week and with a bounce in her step and a wiggle in her walk she'd be swinging down the street you could tell she was ready by the look in her eye as she slipped in through the crowd she walked with grace as she entered the place ya, the big boned gal was proud hey hey the big boned gal ain't no doubt hse's a natural shakin' and a'snakin' and a'breakin' up across the floor hey hey the big boned gal ain't no doubt she's a natural reelin' and a'rockin' and she's yelling out for more now people would come from miles around and gather there to dance but when the big boned gal came shufflin' in she'd hold them in a trance |
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| 3. |
| 3:44 |
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I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor from nine to four In between I drink Black coffee Love's a hand-me-down brew I'll never know a Sunday In this weekday room I'm talkin to the shadow One o'clock till four And Lord, how slow the moments go And all I do is pour Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hangin' out on Monday My Sunday dreams to dry Now man was born to go a lovin' But was a woman born to weep and fret And stay at home and tend her oven And drown her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moonin' all the mornin' Moanin' all the night And in between it's nicotine And not much heart to fight Black coffee Feelin' low as the ground It's drivin' me crazy This thinkin' 'bout my baby Might maybe come around Come around |
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| 4. |
| 3:19 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
trail of broken hearts looking back at you now and from the start these words will travel true the godspeed of trust will settle the dust we've been passing through leaving just a part down the trail of broken hearts broken trail so long a long and tired past an emptiness has gone i've found this place at last and here will remain with only the aim of staying sure and fast leaving just a part down the trail of broken hearts |
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| 5. |
| 4:32 |
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I was alright for a while
I could smile for a while Then I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say hello You wished me well, you couldn't tell That I'd been crying over you Crying over you Then you said so long And left me standing all alone Alone and crying Crying, crying, crying It's hard to understand That the touch of your hand Can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But darling what can I do? No you don't love me and I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying, crying, crying, crying, Crying, crying, over you |
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| 6. |
| 3:44 |
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I left a note on the dresser
And my old wedding ring These few goodbye words How can I sing Goodbye, old sleepy head I'm packing you in like I said Take care of everything I'm leaving my wedding ring Chorus: Don't look for me I'll get ahead Remember, darling Don't smoke in bed Repeat Chorus |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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Are you breathing
What I'm breathing Are your wishes The same as mine Are you needing What I'm needing I'm waiting for a sign My hands tremble My heart aches Is it you calling Is it you calling If I'm alone in this I don't think I can face The consequences of falling Are you thinking What I'm thinking Does your pulse Quicken like mine Are you dreaming What I'm dreaming I can't read your mind One step towards you Two steps back Feels like I'm crawling Feels like I'm crawling If I'm alone in this I don't think I can face The consequences of falling |
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| 8. |
| 3:25 |
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(kd lang/Ben Mink)
Just a kiss just a kiss I have lived just for this I can't explain why I've become Miss Chatelaine Just a smile just a smile Hold me captive just a while I can't explain why I've become Miss Chatelaine Every time your eyes meet mine Clouds of qualm Burst into sunshine Just a sigh just a sigh Words my love just reply I can't explain why I've become Miss Chatelaine Miss Chatelaine Zing!!! Just a smile just a smile Hold me captive just a while I can't explain why I've become Miss Chatelaine Every time your eyes meet mine Clouds of qualm Burst into sunshine Just a kiss just a kiss I have lived just for this I can't explain why I've become Miss Chatelaine Miss Chatelaine Miss Chatelaine Miss Chatelaine Miss Chatelaine |
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| 9. |
| 2:53 |
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Two cigarettes in an ashtray
My love and I in a small cafe A stranger came along And everything went wrong Now there's three cigarettes In an ashtray I watched her take him from me Now his love is no longer my own now they have gone And I sit alone And watch one cigarette Burn away |
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| 10. |
| 4:20 |
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When the sun goes down here
And darkness falls The blanket of winter Leaves no light at all You search for shelter To calm the storm Shaking with an instinct Just to stay warm Chorus: But I'd walk through the snow barefoot If you'd open up your door I'd walk through the snow barefoot You hear the howling Of dogs and wind Stirring up the secrets That are frozen within The ice will haunt you It lays so deep Locking up inside you The dreams that you keep Chorus This wind ... through my soul ... blows cold Chorus |
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| 4:32 | 
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| 12. |
| 3:50 |
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You swim
Swim through my veins Drown me In your reign My desire Carries no shame My will Will harbour no pain Wash Wash me clean Mend my wounded seams Cleanse my tarnished dreams Drink Drink from my spell Quench Love's drying well Wash Wash me clean Mend my wounded seams Cleanse my tarnished dreams |
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| 13. |
| 4:42 |
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k.d. lang/Ben Mink
out of nowhere this gust of wind brushed my hair and kissed my skin i aimed to hold a bridled pace when with love itself i came face to face pullin' back the reins trying to remain tall in a saddle when all that we had well ran away with a will of its own i know your soul is wild and free like this galloiong inside me tossed by instinct and where we land is vast and certain of all that's planned you know, i learned to break the run and gently harness the love of someone yes, and equal parts of wait and trust is in control of the both of us |
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| 14. |
| 3:29 |
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flawless light in a darkening air
alone...and shining there love will not elude you love is simple i worship this tenacity and the beautiful struggle we're in love will not elude us love is simple be sure to know that all in love is ours and love, as a philosophy is simple i am calm in oblivion calm, as i ever have been love will not elude me love is simple be sure to know that all in love is ours... is ours... that all in love is ours and love, as philosophy is simple... and ours... |
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