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I, I, I, I, I'm
Naked In Love
Wha'Cha Been Doin'…?
It's Time
Sexy Eyes
Jet-Stream
Higher (Take Me)
Express Lane
Gotta Let You Know
Music Of My Life
Miracle Of Love
I Wonder Why (Where's God You Speak Of?)
How Can I?
You, You're My Heaven
I, I, I, I, I'm
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Didier Biot
The other day I heard somebody say
that their sweet baby upped and walked away
for some reason no they didn't say.
I'm sure they didn't treat their lover the right way.
Eh wooh, wooh, wooh I know how it hurts
when your love is in the dirt.
What you do you know you do it to yourself
so don't you go and blame it on anybody else.
I, I, I, I, I'm
not gonna get hurt baby.
I'm not crazy.
I, I, I, I, I'm
gonna give good love daily
I won't fail yah.
A little lie or shady alibi
is something I won't buy, I sure will criticize
if you make it clear right from the start
no need to fear stumbling in the dark.
Eh, wooh, wooh, wooh no need to walk away
just keep things on the straightaway.
Nip those problems in the bud right away
keep your lovin' true, yeah.
I, I, I, I, I'm
not gonna get hurt baby.
I'm not crazy. Oh no!
I, I, I, I, I'm
gonna give good love daily
I won't fail yah.
Treat your lover with respect.
Keep your problems all in check.
Take the time to give your best.
Don't let yourself get distressed.
I, I, I, I, I'm
not gonna get hurt baby.
I'm not crazy.
I, I, I, I, I'm
gonna give good love daily
I won't fail yah.
I, I, I, I, I'm
not gonna get hurt baby.
I'm not crazy.
I, I, I, I, I'm
gonna give good love daily
I won't fail yah.
(Scat)
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Naked In Love
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Jean-Denis Tondeur
Standing here stripped of all false pretensions
with my love on parade in full review.
Not feeling no shame, or apprehensions
just feeling alive. Yes, feeling brand-new.
Naked in love
feeling only loves sensation.
Naked in love
sheltered by your love vibration.
Naked in love
drunk with loves intoxication.
Naked in love
Exposed to your love fixation.
You've ambushed my heart I'm on the front line.
I have neither shields nor heavy armory.
All I have is what you see there's no hiding.
I'm on the firing line your love's priority.
Girl, you've taken away my inhibitions
washed me clean and gave me new ambition.
You've changed my path you wiped away my fears.
Oh yes you did, and now I'm standing here.
Naked in love
feeling only loves sensation.
Naked in love
sheltered by your love vibration.
Naked in love
drunk with loves intoxication.
Naked in love
Exposed to your love fixation.
Exposed to your love.
Exposed to your love fixation.
Exposed to your love fixation.
Naked in love
feeling only loves sensations.
Naked in love
sheltered by your love vibrations.
Naked in love
drunk with loves intoxication.
Naked in love
Exposed to your love fixation.
Exposed to your love.
Exposed to your love fixation.
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Wha'Cha Been Doin'…?
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Gyle Waddy & Fred Donche
Wha'cha been doin' for so many years?
Wha'cha been doin'?
Wha'cha been doin' for so many years?
Wha'cha been doin'?
When you're in your teens you see life as a dream
You're wanting so much to be what it seems.
You think you want to be that image you see
so you strut your stuff around just trying to please.
When you're in your twenties you're not sure what this means
young, naïve your lights are shining green.
No matter what is said just hold on to your dreams
not knowing what life really, really means.
Living sweet life from day-to-day
not caring what's on the way.
You're minds just too young to ask yourself
those questions you might ask today.
Wha'cha been doin' for so many years?
Wha'cha been doin'?
Wha'cha been doin' for so many years?
Wha'cha been doin'?
Funny in your thirties you start to worry
you go around doing things in a hurry
questioning yourself about what you planned
have you let some others play your hand?
When you've reach forty, 'Have you reached your glory
or are you just another unhappy story?'
Slide into your fifties and then your search begins
you try to find that inner peace to save your skin.
Reflecting on all the things that you've seen
you scan your entire scene.
Now you can truly ask yourself
you can ask yourself today.
Wha'cha been doin' for so many years?
Wha'cha been doin'?
Wha'cha been doin' for so many years?
Wha'cha been doin'?
Sixty you've lived, you live, you exist.
Seventy, eighty tell me what's your wish?
Flashback ninety one hundred is next
then we go on to the next vortex.
(Chorus)
(Scat)
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
It's Time
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Michaël Goldberg
Each day that passes makes me stop and ask,
"Why so such hurt and pain on this 'ole planet?"
"Why are we so deaf to each others cries?"
"To their tearful eyes?" "Why do we close our minds?"
"Do we wear facades?" "Do we masquerade
with the ones we say we appreciate?"
We preach love not hate and how to meditate
but we don't relate! "Are we somehow fakes?"
It's time
we realize and open our eyes.
It's time
that we get wise and drop all disguise.
It's time
to swallow those fears and no more lies.
It's time
to unmask the love we hold inside.
We build temples so high till they reach the sky;
teach on modern times. "Are we teaching lies?"
"When we know things aren't right should we criticize?
Should we turn our heads even close our eyes?"
"Do we wear facades?" "Do we masquerade
with the ones we say we appreciate?"
We preach love not hate and how to meditate
but we don't relate! "Are we somehow fakes?"
It's time
we realize and open our eyes.
It's time
that we get wise and drop all disguise.
It's time
to swallow our fears and no more lies.
It's time
to unmask the love we hold inside
Let's stop this insanity.
Let's stop the indifference.
Let's all except our blame.
Let's let the truth be our sole aim.
(Solo)
Let's stop this insanity.
Let's stop the indifference.
Let's all accept our blame.
Let's let the truth be our sole aim.
It's time
we realize and open our eyes.
It's time
that we get wise and drop all disguise.
It's time
to swallow our fears and no more lies.
It's time
to unmask the love we hold inside
It's time
© Elyts Publishing 2004 / © Marïh Music 2004
Sexy Eyes
Words & Music: Bob Mather/Keith Stegall/Chris Waters
I was sitting all alone
watching people get it on with each other.
They were dancin' across the floor
turning, moving back and forth
they were lovers.
One more lonely night for me
I looked up and what did I see.
Sexy eyes a moving cross the floor
got me wanthing more, sexy eyes.
Oh, sexy eyes I'm getting down with you
I wanna groove with you sexy eyes.
I got up and took your hand
then we both began tod ance to the music.
Oh your magic cast a spell
it didn't take long till we fell
and we knew it.
No more lonley nights for me
this is how it's gonna be.
Sexy eyes a moving cross the floor
got me wanting more, sexy eyes.
Oh, sexy eyes I'm getting down with you
I wanna groove with you sexy eyes.
Sexy eyes a moving cross the floor
got me wanting more, sexy eyes.
Oh, sexy eyes I'm getting down with you
I wanna groove with you sexy eyes.
No more lonley nights for me
this is how it's gonna be.
Oh, sexy eyes a moving cross the floor
got me wanting more, sexy eyes.
Yeah, sexy eyes I'm getting down with you
I wanna groove with you sexy eyes.
No more lonley nights for me
this is how it's gonna be.
Mum, sexy eyes a moving cross the floor
got me wanting more, sexy eyes.
Yeah, yeah, sexy eyes I'm getting down with you
I wanna groove with you sexy eyes.
Sexy eyes.
© April Music Inc. 1979 / © Blackwood Music Inc. 1979
Jet-Stream
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Frankie Rose
Today I received a special delivery
it read, 'I'm coming home for good baby.
When I arrive tomorrow evening
I will explain to you oh everything.
You closed the letter with 'I'm I'm in need of you
and I'll be flying despite the weather
and you should get yourself together'.
and then you signed in red, it read,
'I'm riding on a jet-stream
and nothing else can more pleasing
than to be riding on a jet-stream
to your dream to your dream'.
I thought to myself, 'man tomorrow's your lucky day'
you better shop and get things out of the way.
Go on and clean your place and fix your hair.
Then buy some flower to show that your care.
It doesn't matter how how she treated me
that's all long gone and it's all in the past.
She's coming home nothing else matters to me
this time we'll have to make is last. It read,
'I'm riding on a jet-stream
and nothing else is more pleasing
than to be riding on a jet-stream
to your dream to your dream'.
'I'm riding on a jet-stream
and nothing else is more pleasing
than to be riding on a jet-stream
to your dream to your dream'.
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Higher (Take Me)
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Jean-Denis Tondeur
Higher, take me higher,
and I'll keep your soul on fire.
Mum-huh yeah!
Higher,take me higher,
and I'll give you what you require.
You know your love sets me on fire
it fills me with so much desire.
Havin' you with me from day-to-day
keeps my love thing burnin' all the way.
Yeah, day-to-day it keeps on growin',
and day-to-day I see it showin'.
If you keep on doing what you do
that means somethin' good's
in store for you.
Higher, take me higher,
and I'll keep your soul on fire.
Mum-huh yeah!
Higher,take me higher,
and I'll give you what you require.
Oh baby, I don't have any fears
everyday you're near it becomes so clear.
That hot, hot love you are pumpin'
was truly made to keep me jumpin'.
You've found the way to make my heart stop
and take my love way over the top.
If you keep on doin' it that sincere
you'll never get my love thing out of here.
Higher, take me higher,
and I'll keep your soul on fire.
Mum-huh yeah!
Higher, take me higher,
and I'll give you what you require.
(Repeat)
You've found the way to make my heart stop
and take my love way over the top.
If you keep doin' it that sincere
you'll never get my love out of here.
Higher, take me higher,
and I'll keep your soul on fire.
Hey yeah!
Higher, take me higher,
and I'll give you what you require.
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Express Lane
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Frederik Donche
Spoken:
Hey, hey you there. You need a lift? Hey how you doing.
Hi my name is Hiram Gyle Waddy but for you it's Gyle.
Before I met you my life moved slowly.
I found myself going around without speed.
I found myself driving in the slow lane.
My life had no purpose. No aim.
Before you came my love was at full stop.
No matter what I did everything just flopped.
My heart had stalled, and I was all alone,
but now I'm recharged baby, turned on.
But since I have found your sweet love
I am cruising in my fifth gear.
Seventy, eighty, hit ninety
can't stop me now since you appeared.
Now I'm ridding in the express lane
the highway of your love.
Babe, I'm moving down the express lane
I'm powered by your love.
Yeah, I'm ridding in the express lane
with my love by my side.
Yeah, I grooving on the express lane
you brought me back to life.
No more red lights to stop me from living
out of my way I have found what life means.
You showed me what it means to be giving yeah
Now I am doing fine it seems.
You put my life on the right road
I'm ahead I've passed all the rest
I got a heart load have to unload
it's for you my love you're the best.
Now I'm ridding in the express lane
the highway of your love.
Babe, I'm moving down the express lane
I'm powered by your love.
Yeah, I'm ridding in the express lane
with my love by my side.
Yeah, I grooving on the express lane
you brought me back to life.
You came and changed my life
you brought me light in the night.
I tell you really, really, really changed my life
and you really make feel all right.
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Gotta Let You Know
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Didier Biot
(Sing)
Oh baby, don't keep our love apart.
(Spoken)
It hurts much too much.
(Sing)
Often late at night I watch the sky
staring entranced bleary-eyed.
With a love fire burning inside
oh, this feeling I no longer can hide.
Girl, I have to tell you what I'm feeling
I just can't go on hurting love I'm bleeding;
if I'm jeopardizing a good friendship
I'll just take the chance baby and say it.
Gotta let you know
I love you and I want you.
Gotta let you know
I need too, to hold you.
I know you think it's foolish for a man to cry.
If I don't do that baby I surly would die.
So when I come to you with my arms out wide,
ah don't turn me away. Don't push me aside.
Try and understand how much I love you.
I can't go on hurting me and being without you.
Gotta let you know
I love you and I want you.
Gotta let you know
I need too, to hold you.
Don't wanna go on without your hugs.
No, I can't see life without your love.
Yes, you're the only one I'm thinking of,
and I won't go on without your love.
Gotta let you know
I love you and I want you.
Gotta let you know
I need too, to hold you.
Don't wanna go on without your hugs.
No, I can't see life without your love.
Yes, you're the only one I'm thinking of,
and I won't go on without your love.
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Music Of My Life
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Jean-Marie Samain
Harmonies, harmonic harmonies,
that's what comes through when I'm with you.
Yes, that's the truth
I'm totally in harmony with you.
Whether it's a four-four jazz swing
or a waltz in three-four timing.
It's a perfect syncopation
that keeps us as one.
Wooh, you make your music sublime
a concerto in two-four time
moving my emotions they go from
the minor to major.
We're a natural like two whole chords
not a second, third or discord,
but a unison of equal
measures and pleasures.
Modulating on the same beat
and our movements are a suite
as we change our scales and keys
so smoothly, so simply.
Music of my life, yes you are
wooh, composer of my life supremely.
My world's a symphonic theme
a lullaby of sweet dreams
you orchestrate all my life completely.
Music of my life, yes you are
wooh, composer of my life supremely.
Each endless concord of sounds
that you make they just go 'round;
your melodies oh, they never leave me.
You're the rhythm and the right pitch.
You're the sharp and flat girl, that's it.
You're the note on every staff line
and space of my life.
Like the colors of a bassoon
serenading with its sweet swoon
you're the rhapsody that moves
and grooves me perfectly.
I don't need a music teacher
showin' me how to play to keep her,
'cause the music that we make
is already noted.
From the C right up to the G
it's simple musicology
we were meant to be in harmony
in every degree.
(Chorus)
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
Miracle Of Love
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Frankie Rose
(Spoken)
Yeah, you know so often we can feel alone in this big old world.
That no one is there for us at all. Well, this song is dedicated
to those who feel lost and who are lost. I'm not the type to
preach, and I don't wanna preach, but I just want you to know
this one thing.
There I was feeling all alone
feeling that there was no love.
My heart was hard, hard as a stone
then something happened, happened from above.
Across the night there came this light
a light that shinned terribly, terribly bright,
and as I stood with eyes opened wide
I knew that I had found my guide.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of my life.
It's a miracle of love
thanks be to this I'll have no more strife.
In this I've placed all of my fears
I know that I'll have no more tears.
Because it came and it saved me
there'll be no more feeling lonely.
Since I've been touched, touched from up above
with the glove of all mighty love.
My soul is filled with pure delight
thanks be to this now I'm alright.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle in my life.
It's a miracle of love.
Thanks be to this have no more strife.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of my life.
It's a miracle of love.
thanks be to this I'll have no more strife.
It's my strength. It's my armory.
It's the sense of my existence.
Without this love there'd be no need
life would have no importance.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle in my life.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of my life.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle in my life.
It's a miracle of love.
It's a miracle of love.
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
I Wonder Why (Where's God You Speak Of?)
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Moïse Füssen & Dominic Verheyen
I wonder why
Politicians cry,
'Get those other guys
coz they just won't think the way we do'.
I wonder why
big businesses try
try to buy our minds
keeping us in debt until we die.
I wonder why
some people won't try
to ask the reason why,
'Could religions make us deaf and blind?'
I wonder why
governments don't try
to see their peoples needs
maybe that's why there's this human tide.
Where's God you speak of all the time?
Open your eyes. Why are we so blind
weren't we taught love all of mankind? Yeah!
Where's that God that you worship to?
Get back to the truth
coz your neighbour wants the same as you.
I wonder why
some people don't try
to see the other's side
why some people just like to deny
others the chance
to live life and advance
and to be in peace
'stead of knocking people to their knees.
I wonder why
I make you see you lie
you will turn on me
you will take me for your enemy?
I wonder why
people cheat and spy
maybe I'm naïve.
why can't we live in harmony?
Where's God you speak of all the time?
Open your eyes. Why are we so blind
weren't we taught love all of mankind? Yeah, yeah.
Where's that God that you worship to?
Get back to the truth
coz your neighbour wants the same as you.
Everybody
I know it's hard to put prejudice aside
if we don't try we'll always have strife
and our world will fall before our eyes.
This can't go on!!
What has happened to?
Where's God you speak of all the time?
Open your eyes. Why are we so blind
weren't we taught love all of mankind? Yeah!
Where's that God that you worship to?
Get back to the truth
coz your neighbour wants the same as you.
Where's that God you speak of all the time?
Open up your eyes.
Weren't we taught to mankind? Yeah!
Where's that God that you worship to?
Get back to the truth
coz your neighbour wants the same as you.
© Domo Entertainment 2003
/ © Elyts Publishing 2003
How Can I?
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Joe Higham
How can I sing when there's no melody?
How can I dance if we're not partnering?
How can I fly when my wings are broken?
How can I smile when sweet words aren't spoken?
How can I cope if I'm not given hope?
How can I live if your love you won't give?
How can I exist if I cannot live my wish?
How can I be your guy if constantly denied?
So! I say,
Baby, won't you put my mind at ease.
Please help me solve this mystery.
Don't keep me wondering please don't tease.
Let me know how you feel for me.
How can I protect you when not with you?
How can I show respect when we can't connect?
How can I be untrue or make you feel blue?
How can I be my love unconditional to you?
Baby, won't you put my mind at ease.
Please help me solve this mystery.
Don't keep me wondering please don't tease.
Let me know how you feel for me.
How can I feel free to know that you need me?
How can I know if you won't let it show?
How can I transcend what I'm feeling deep within?
How can I make you see to love is easy?
Easy!
© Elyts Publishing 2003 / © Marïh Music 2003
You, You're My Heaven
Words: Gyle Waddy
Music: Benoit Deschoolmeester
That day we met
you brought contentment
you brought me lots of sweet love.
You showed me
if one can wait the time will come
when someone will bring the sun
and fun loving things
all those happy little, tripping love themes
that makes the wait worthwhile
till you've found that one love of your life
that special one who can make you feel
everything's all right
who'll hold you tenderly, and help you live life
and protect you with all their might
this is what our love is made of
yes, I know that…
You, you're my heaven.
You've brought something rare.
You've showed me what it is to care
how to give and truly share.
You've changed me totally
you have brought me my wings
now I'm singing, flying
like a bird gliding.
I was alone
I didn't think of the future cause love
just wasn't home.
Now I feel
that my life has some real meaning
you gave me hope when I was feeling low
and so down I was drowning in my own tears,
but now I'm fine cause I've found love
I thank your love.
You, you're my heaven.
You've brought something rare.
You've showed me what it is to care
how to give and truly share.
You've changed me totally
you have brought me my wings
now I'm singing, flying
like a bird gliding.
You
© Brussels 2003
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