What I Do
Tell me baby what are we going to do
tell me baby what are we going to say
and everytime I try to walk away
and everytime you want to hear me say
I can't sleep without you I trust in your love
I never wanted us to end this way
and everytime it's just a game you play
when you walk out the door oh my girl
Chorus II
Is beautiful
she means all the world to me
she's beautiful
she means all the world it's extasy
Repeat Chorus I
And we remembered all our yesterdays
try to give me just another day
please don't walk out that door oh my girl
Territory Of Poets
TERRITORY OF POETS © ELEANOR MCEVOY
He's tired of getting up
Tired of life
Tired of working at the same old job
And tired of his wife.
Overcome with a desire
To come of age
Better step aside for Johnny
'Cause he's come to take the stage
Take the stage
He's in the territory of poets
Movin' slow
He's in the territory of moving
But not knowing which way to go.
He hides the ring that's on his finger
Made of gold
He's in the territory of poets
And he's doing what he's told
What he's told
Johnny's looking 'round the bar
For a dance
Once he sets his eye on Sally
She doesn't stand a chance
Though the lines that he's rehearsed
Pass her by
When he asks her for a date
She says, "Friday would be fine.
How 'bout nine?"
He's in the territory of poets
Movin' slow
He's in the territory of moving
But not knowing which way to go.
He hides the ring that's on his finger
Made of gold
He's in the territory of poets
And he's doing what he's told
What he's told
Sally's putting on her dress
Half past eight
Johnny takes a little line of something
Just to keep him straight
Through her shadow and her blush
She shines through
She says her powder makes her feel much better
He says his does too.
His does too.
He's in the territory of poets
Movin' slow
He's in the territory of moving
But not knowing which way to go.
He hides the ring that's on his finger
Made of gold
He's in the territory of poets
And he's doing what he's told
What he's told