Bar Scott

Heaven

©Bar Scott, 2000 ASCAP                                              

 

Years ago I remember holding hands

Running around and falling down                                                      

In circles then, the sun was shining everywhere

I remember my hand in your hand

And then I find that I remember holding you

In the grass in the meadow

And here I am, I’m on my knees

 

Looking to heaven so far away

Searching for my way

 

In love with you

The sun was shining down on my

I remember just lying there

The sky was turning like a movie screen

Where the clouds roll in fast

And here I am I’m on my knees again

 

Looking for heaven, far, far away

So far that I can’t find my way

 

When I am here

Roses are red, a violet’s blue

When I’m in love with you

When I am here

Ashes to ashes

We all fall down

And we get up again

We all get up

 

I’m walking all the way to heaven

Heaven here I come

I’m almost all the way to heaven

Heaven turned away

 

Why am I here?

Where roses are red and black

And no violet’s blue when I’m in love with you

Why am I here?

Ashes to ashes

We all fall down

And we get up again

We all get up

                                                                    

Fear From Paradise

©Bar Scott 2000 ASCAP 2000

 

A thousand nights ago when we were young

I heard a voice that sang my name

And handed me a rose

How did he know?

 

A millionaire could not predict it

The tarot cards would not foretell

He’d paint even though he’d gone blind

How could he know fear from paradise?

Paradise from standing still in the dark?

 

The night before the wind was howling

The land was there they’d heard

But heaven knows

They sailed across the sea anyway,

Oh my God!

How could they know fear from paradise?

Paradise from standing still on the shore?

                                                                       

Easter Sunday

© Bar Scott ASCAP 2000

 

Sometimes I think to make a little sacrifice

But I forget before I do

It’s easy and easier

I could give up a mug and save a buck or two

(and give it to you)

Or give you the shirt off of my back

It’s easy and easier

 

Easter Sunday

Church on that day

Back out Monday

Why?

I’ll tell you why:

It’s easier

 

When I get rich I’ll give a lot to you

(you know I will now)

Maybe that shirt or my old shoes

It’s easy and easier

 

Easter Sunday

Church on that day

Back out Monday

Why?

 (It’s easier)

easier, easier

 

Sometimes I think to make a little sacrifice

(You know I do now)

I just forget before I do

It’s easy and easier not to

easy, easier

 

                                                                                               

Write Me A Love Letter

© Bar Scott 1995 ASCAP

 

I want to hear your voice and touch your hand

Lie down and hear the beating of your heart in my ear

If I could see you I would know where you are

Instead I’m hoping that you’ll

 

Write me a love letter tell me how you feel

Write me a love letter tell me you love me still

 

So many thoughts are running ‘round in my head at night

With him beside me and her face allied with yours, not mine

Every night when the darkness sets in

I lie here wishin’ that you’d

 

Write me a love letter tell me how you feel

Write me a love letter tell me you love me still

 

Our ending had come in my heart so I turned away

In time I thought you’d change

ease the pain

 

So won’t you write me tell me how you feel

Write me a love letter tell me you love me

 

Alone again, I am alone again

Don’t turn me away,  don’t turn me away, no, no, no

 

Please write me tell me how you feel

Write me a love letter tell me you love me still

 

I want to hear your voice and touch your hand

Lie down and hear the beating of your heart in my ear

 

Buddy’s Back in Town

©Bar Scott ASCAP 2000

 

We said good-bye to him in 1943

I told Freya Alan then

my life’s ahead of me when Buddy’s back in town!

 

Sinatra would sing to us each night on the radio

We would sit and hope that he’d sing “I’ll Be Seeing You”

When Buddy’s back in town

 

I’ll hear that train come down the track

I’ll wear lipstick ‘red-as-love’

I’ll be the first one there in a big round hat

And I will wave right back

When he’s back in town

 

We’d look to Orion at the same time every night

I’d find I’d be dreamin’ of my man in his sailor whites

When he gets back in town

 

I’ll hear that train come down the track

I’ll wear lipstick ‘red-as-love’

I’ll be the first one there in a big round hat

And I will wave right back

 

And then he’ll say to me

“Oh, Shirl, will you marry me?

Please, marry me?”

And then I will say to him

“Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

 

I said good-bye to him in 1943

Now Buddy’s back in town

                                                                       

Like It Was

©Bar Scott ASCAP  2000

 

I lie alone with just a light on

The telephone and a day-old coffee by the bed

Rehearsing every line before it’s said

 

I’ll let it ring and then I’ll say

That I’ve been fine and I’m so happy that you’ve been

Daddy says I play that game with him

 

You said, I said

Around again

Control yourself, I tell myself,

We’ll love again

Try again

Here we go again

 

If I’d worn a different blouse and tried not to talk so much

I know it could be like it was

 

Dropped by your house again this morning

The hose was out and the paper in

You’re sleepin’ in

I guess you couldn’t hear the doorbell ring

 

You said, I said

Around again

Control yourself, I tell myself,

We’ll love again

Try again

Here I go again

 

If I could touch you, and you would touch me

I swear it could be like it was

Ow! Ow!

 

Hold Your Head Up

©Bar Scott ASCAP 2000

 

Sometimes I see what is happening in my life

But my eyes don’t see and my ears won’t hear the signs you’re giving

 

Things aren’t always what they seem to be

Things can’t always be what used to be

No, no

 

One lie, one cheat, was one too many crimes

He’d hide behind that perfect smile and lie over and over

 

Things aren’t always what they seem to be

Things can’t always be what used to be

No, no

 

Hold your head up, hold your head up, high

Hold your head up, hold your head up, high

High, high, high hello

                                                                       

Cry

© Bar Scott 2000 ASCAP 2000

for Catherine and for Jim Martin

 

I heard a story a guy named Jason told

About a man he’d known

Who’d lost his wife

 

She fought so hard for him

But she could not hold on

She left behind his child for him to hold

 

When Jason told that story

I held my breath in fear

That anyone would suffer such a broken heart

 

And as that little child became a little girl

He loved her twice as much

She was his lover’s child

 

She had her mother’s smile

She had her mother’s eyes

Although she’d never cry

For fear she’d never stop

For fear

 

When Jason told that story

I held my breath in fear

That anyone would suffer such a broken heart

And not cry

 

She didn’t want to start to cry

 

When Jason told that story

I held my breath in fear

That anyone would suffer such a broken heart

 

And not cry

Cry

Cry

  

Where the Angels Meet

©Bar Scott ASCAP 2000

for Forrest 

 

Go to sleep now

It’s time to dream

And go to where the angels meet

 

They’ll shower you with kisses

And shelter you from harm

And bring you safely back in to my arms

 

They will feed you milk and honey

From streams that flow with love

All around you stars will shine

Where the angels meet

 

Go to sleep now

I’ll be here when you stir

To start another day with you

 

Each day I’ll wonder!

Each day I’ll long to see

The places where your dreams will lead

 

And I will feed you milk and honey

From streams that flow with love

All around you stars will shine

Where the angels meet

 

So fly away, little one, you’re my angel

 

Go to sleep now

Find your dreams

Where the angels meet

 

Go to where the angels meet

Go to sleep

 

Love Is The Reason

©Bar Scott ASCAP 2000

 

I have caught my emotions right down under my skin

Come, my love, lie out in the open and I’ll let you in

I’ll try

 

I’ll find all the bruises, I’ll touch every scar,

I will make no excuses, I’ll feed you grapes and seeds

and love, love

 

Love is the reason I love this life, Love

 

If I started to show you I just may never stop

When I try to free my emotions, I feed you grapes and seeds

And love, love

 

You and I believe in the other side of love

The other side of love

All we really need for the other side

is love, love

 

Love is the reason I love this life, Love

Love is the reason I love this life, Love

Love is, Love is,

I love, Love

 

If I turn to you, I might run away, turn around, then run back again,

Oh, Love, love,