Lyrics for Love Happens

I Know a Lot About Owls

i'm not so great in relationships

but i know a lot about owls

i don’t know much about the bears and the bees

but i know a lot about owls

their great wide eyes so big and bold

the darkest dark surrounded by gold

growing wiser as they grow old

yes i know a lot about owls

i’m not very good in conversations

but i know a lot about owls

i get bored much too easily

but i know a lot about owls

owls love the nights

when the church bell rings

the moon so bright the field mice sing

the beginning of summer

and the end of spring

yes i know a lot about owls

i don't understand dating,

what the purpose is

but i know a lot about owls

i don't always call when i say i will

but i know a lot about owls

their nightly flights of fantasy

soaring higher than any tree

seeing things we cannot see

yes i know a lot about owls

i'm not very good

at expressing my feelings

but i know a lot about owls

i can't figure out

how to tell you i love you

but i know a lot about owls

they turn their heads to look behind

a whisper lost they're sure to find

a hoot at parties of any kind

yes i know a lot about owls

oh i know a lot about owls

I Think About Revolution

how many people

fill all those churches

for Sunday mass

minus the sinners

divided by grace

you do the math

I think about algebra

when I don't want

to think about you

I think about

adding one to one

to make two

I think about shakespeare

and all his fine

theatrical works

he understood people

their wisdom

and all their quirks

I think about drama

when I don't want

to think about you

I think about stages

from which

the graces flew

I think about countries

with deserts

too dangerous to cross

snow-capped mountains

with redwood trees

covered in moss

I think about geography

when I don't want

to think about you

I think about maps

held together

with scotch tape and glue

when did napoleon

fall in love

with the great outdoors

did his soldiers

know their ceilings

from their floors

I think about history

when I don't want

to think about you

I think about

dates and treaties written

in black and blue

I think about poor marx

his poor wife

and all their poor kids

on a teachers salary

they were always

on the skids

I think about revolution

when I don't want

to think about you

I think about freedom

from the bonds of love

that tie me to you

Tattoo Parlor

sitting in the tattoo parlor

worried about the pain

looking through a book

of pictures I took

you were dancing in a fine summer rain

sitting in the tattoo parlor

black as artist’s ink

listening to the news

and everybody’s views

your cup broken in the kitchen sink

sitting in the tattoo parlor

smile fading from my face

pulling on a beer

looking in the mirror

thinking I was just taking up space

sitting in the tattoo parlor

thinking up some grand design

say a drawing of a heart

pierced by a barroom dart

drawn in a bloodred line

sitting in the tattoo parlor

part of this comedy

of sinners and saints

in neon pink paints

the suddenness of tragedy

Watertown

i prayed for understanding

and i prayed for rain

i prayed for a ride

on that southbound train

i prayed for a good woman

to take me in

lift my spirits up

dissolve all my earthly sins

take me down to watertown

where the winds they ain’t blowin’

where all the people live in happiness

and the winds they ain’t blowin’

i prayed for justice

and i prayed for truth

i prayed to get back

all i had lost in my youth

i prayed for a good woman

to take me by the hand

lead me down to the water

across this burnin' sand

chorus

i prayed for direction

and i prayed for strength

i prayed for a good life

whatever its length

i prayed for a good woman

to save my soul

take me down to watertown

where the winds they don’t blow

chorus x2

Love Happens

love happens..nothing to explain

love arrives..like a phantom train

people meet..in unexpected ways

we could talk about it..

for days and days and days

but when i met you..

it still came as a surprise

that leap of joy reflected in your dark eyes

we shared a heart, laughter

and your small bed

now i listen for your voice....

and all the things you said

and i cry..over you

and i cry.. over you

love is a mystery

to all those big shots in the know

love acts with spite

if it’s not allowed to grow

all our good intentions

coupled with a humble prayer

won’t help us find love

if it isn’t there

but i found love

or maybe it found

you were eating an apple

under an apple tree

my heart was pounding

when you offered me a bite

now i dream about you

each and every night

and i cry..over you

love happens nothing to explain

love arrives

like a phantom train

people meet in unexpected ways

we could talk about it

for days and days and days

What Have I Got to Do

what have i got to do

to prove i’m in love with you

what have i got to do

to prove i’m in love with you

i paid the rent, when you were broke

when you needed a laugh, i had a joke

i didn’t drink, when times were tough

your kind of love, has made life rough

(chorus)

i hung your picture on my wall

i took you shopping at the mall

i gave you hugs and kisses too

tell me what have i got to do

(chorus)

i came home early,

nearly every night

i never tried to pick a fight

i always remembered your favourite pie

you are the stars that fill my sky

(chorus)

on valentine’s day, the roses were red

when you wrecked my car,

nothing was said

tatoos removed, i didn’t complain

i spent all night in a cold, hard rain

what have i got to do

to prove i’m in love with you

what have i got to do

to prove i’m in love with you

what have i got to do

to prove i’m in love with you

Lily (Oh Lily)

lily greets me at the door

her letters scattered across the floor

i bring her stamps and lemonade

three o’clock and her bed ain’t made

lily shares ancient alibies

she bakes the sweetest cherry pies

i ask her questions, without choice

just to hear her wise wise voice

lily oh lily

I love you lily

you’re the best thing

that ever happened to me

lily’s love is fireproof

she knows nothing of any higher truth

i tell her stories, to ease my guilt

her red hair arranged across a deep green quilt

lily adores the touch of satin

speaks seven languages, including latin

i kiss her honeyed fingertips

hoping her silk kimona slips

(chorus)

lily loves to correspond

by skating figures on a frozen pond

i tie her laces as she sings

about angels who have lost their wings

lily’s friends are steadfast and loyal

vagabonds and the occasional royal

i take them bowling on weekends

they seem to like the way the alley bends

(chorus)

lily calls me when it’s late

describes the fresh pie upon her plate

i kiss her picture when i’m feeling blue

there’s nothing more i need to do

lily has freed me from all pain

the spark she lit has turned to flame

i’ve had a glimpse of eternity

lily’s love has set me free

(chorus)

She Don’t Say Nothing

she don’t say nothing for weeks and weeks

she’s full of surprises every time she speaks

her voice is strange like some exotic bird

like it’s the only sound that she’s ever heard

she don’t say nothing (X2)

she don’t say nothing then she speaks aloud

about the life she’s been living on a cloud

watching the world as it spins and spins

anchored by the moon and her safety pins

she don’t say nothing (X2)

she don’t say nothing about the news or the weather

about high finances or our lives together

her words are chosen for their style

a sentence can sometimes take a while

she don’t say nothing (X2)

she don’t say nothing to the neighbor kids

just a nod or a wave like some auction bids

she listens intently to the music she plays

while deep in her heart words count their days

she don’t say nothing (X2)

she don’t say nothing if it needn’t be said

she keeps her thoughts safely in her head

no need for small talk she don’t waste words

but i miss her voice that sounds like birds

she don’t say nothing (X3)

When I Think About You

when i think about you

are you thinking about me too

when the flowers arise in spring

the early birds start to sing

a world so fresh and bright

against the darkness of the night

i think about you are you thinking

about me too

when i think about you

are you thinking about me too

when a favourite song is played

some woman’s hair tied in a braid

a red boat upon a lake

blue icing on a cake

i think about you are you thinking

about me too

when i think about you

are you thinking about me too

when the grocery cart’s half full

i’m all push and it’s all pull

when i'm off to pay the rent

the air fragrant with your scent

i think about you are you thinking

about me too

when i think about you

are you thinking about me too

when the moon’s so full and bright

every tree for miles in sight

when the waiter calls last call

and i go stumbling down the hall

i think about you

are you thinking

about me too

Mona Loves Fishin’

mona goes fishing

in her little red boat

she wears blue suspenders

and her favourite coat

morning air is tangy,

bird songs upon the breeze

mona took the shortcut

through the sycamore trees

(chorus):

mona loves fishing papa he don’t

fish papa fish but papa he won’t

mona loves fishing

in the early morning mist

she’s got a book about a fisherman

who’s never been kissed

she’s got a lunchpail full of pickles

to eat with fresh caught trout

she don’t care what day it is,

did she let the kitty out

(chorus)

mona loves fishing she loves to be alone

in the middle of a quietness

she likes to think as home

stars reflected on the water,

the moon so full and bright

a canopy of heavens,

not a drop of rain in sight

(chorus)

mona loves fishing,

as relaxing as can be

dragonflies hovering

just an inch above the sea

calm as mother nature

ever seems to get

between the early morning mist

and the sun about to set

mona loves fishing papa he don’t

fish papa fish but papa he won’t

It’s a Deeper Hurt This Time

it’s a deeper hurt this time

deeper than it’s ever been

it hurts right to my bones

it burns right through my skin

it’s a deeper hurt

a deeper hurt

this time (x2)

this time i saw it coming

my eyes were open wide

it’s a deeper hurt

a deeper hurt

this time (x2)

it’s a deeper hurt this time

deeper than it’s ever been

as deep as any coalmine

as dark as any sin

it’s a deeper hurt

a deeper hurt

this time (x2)

this time I felt your leaving

a goodbye in every kiss

it’s a deeper hurt

a deeper hurt

this time (x2)

it’s a deeper hurt this time

deeper than it’s ever been

these wounds will last forever

these scars will never mend

it’s a deeper hurt

a deeper hurt

this time (x2)

this time i felt love’s passion

disappear like the morning mist

it’s a deeper hurt

a deeper hurt

this time (x2)

Nothing Ever Lasts

some loves are worth the wait

some loves swing on a garden gate

some loves leave you breathless and faint

they make you feel like you’re a saint

some loves are blinded by the light

some loves evaporate each and every night

some loves hold the door to happiness

every breath a taste of everlasting bliss

but nothing ever lasts

though we’ve each lived a thousand pasts

hearts filled with a love so vast

nothing ever lasts

some loves are stories, almost myths

some loves are hard to argue with

some loves are fond of funny names

you can take them to hockey games

some loves are forgettable, short and sweet

some loves are strangers passing on the street

some loves are holy, their righteousness

leaves you believing you can fix this mess

(chorus)

some loves are raucous laughing fits

some loves fall apart, bit by bit

some loves are flashing neon signs

leave you reading between the lines

some loves are rich, they come with money

some loves they smile and call you honey

some loves leave traces of their loneliness

their sneezes, I always bless

(chorus)

some loves leave you scratching your head

some loves spend the first night in bed

some loves are funnier when they drink

margaritas in a blender by the kitchen sink

some loves worship every word you speak

some loves are cold as any mountain peak

some loves live in tenderness

everything they give has got to be their best

(chorus)