Dear friend,
Everybody who knows me well knows that my greatest joy is to hear my songs sung
by other people. For that reason I'm posting the lyrics of the songs here with
the aim of making that as easy as possible. If you would like a version with
a chord chart simply email me at deeinatree@aol.com
and I'll send you one.
Baby Dee
Little Window
The Robin's Tiny Throat
Calvary
A Weakness For Roses
The Price Of A Sparrow
What About My Father
Waiting
The Moon And The Morning Star
So Bad
Look What the Wind Blew In
When I Get Home
My Heart's Come Home
Like Morning All Day Long
Small Wonder
Half A Chance
My Love Has Made A Fool of Me
April Day
Loves Small Song
Lilacs
Black But Comely
Unheard of Hope
And Anne Marie Does Love to Sing
Endless Night
As a Seal on Your Heart
Unpublished Songs:
Big gentle horse
Three Women
Three men
When You Found Me
As Morning Holds a Star
A Compass Of The Light
Morning Fire
Big Love
A Book of Songs for Anne Marie
Love's small
song
Love's small song
Though my love is far away
I shall sing and wake the day
Love's small
song
Love's small song
Though my love is ages gone
I shall sing love's small song
I shall sing and wake the dawn
I'll make
a book of songs for my Anne Marie
With every good beginning and every grateful end
And every grateful end to close upon a world of good
My arms to close upon a world of good
As nature's
best pretense as her sweetest lie
That branch's furthest bud to reach a winter sky
To reach a winter sky and close upon a world of good
My arms to close upon a world of good
A garden
gate of arms for a fertile field
I'll find a man to hold you as a fountain sealed
As a fountain sealed and close upon a world of good
My arms to close upon a world of good
As sunlight
comes to sorry stone
So come, my love
And take this sorriest stone of all
To find a grateful place
That warm and sunlit wall
My arms to close upon a world of good
My arms to close upon a world of good
The Lilacs
have come
That bloom the whole year round
Friends remembered and lovers found
And lovers found
With words
that reach from star to stone
And lies as true as nature's own
My friends and I will sing a sea of merciful days
For the
lilacs have come
That bloom the whole year round
Friends remembered and lovers found
And lovers found
Arise, my
love, and come away
For the winter's ruinous work is done
Arise my love and come away
For the earth has heard the robin's song
And welcomed every word
And welcomed every word
My friends and I will sing a sea of merciful days
For the
lilacs have come
That bloom the whole year round
Friends remembered and lovers found
And lovers found
So good
Beyond all wishing
That even as we slept
Small voices, sweet to sing,
Did sing a promise kept
My friends and I will sing a sea of merciful days
For the
lilacs have come
That bloom the whole year round
Friends remembered and lovers found
And lovers found
I'm black
but comely
As a night shot with stars
I'm black but comely
As a night shot with stars
And I'm not a tree of sticks
No, I'm not a tree of sticks
But a forest of hemlocks and beeches
Of waters dark as wine from boundless reaches
Black but comely
As a night shot with stars
I tried
to find you
And I missed you by a mile
The soldiers
found me
And they took me for a whore
If I can't
have you
I can love you just the same
I'm black
but comely
As the smoke of home
I'm black but comely
As the smoke of home
And I'm not a tree of sticks
No. I'm not a tree of sticks
But a forest of hemlocks and beeches
Of waters dark as wine from boundless reaches
Black but comely
As a night shot with stars
As a night shot with stars
Unheard
of hope
As hands made big to give
Press small fingers round a coin
And say "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
I'll take
your heart
The one you thought was yours
And give you one to call your own
And say, "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
A god's
remorse
For a ruined world
Small voices made sweet to sing
And say, "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
The cutters
come
And a tree must fall
With a great forgiving rush of wind
And say, "Here. Take this. It's for you.
Mind now, don't lose it."
And Anne Marie Does Love to Sing
And Anne
Marie does love to sing
And Anne Marie does love the day
And I can't stop my heart
And I can't take my eyes away
And come
the time of gentle light
And morning star does visit night
And come the time of gentle light
And evening star does visit night
One gentle light does have two names
And Anne
Marie does love to sing
And Anne Marie does love the day
And I can't stop my heart
And I can't take my eyes away
And I did
lose you
I did lose you
And where will I go now
And where will I go
And where will I go now?
So write
my song with a triad bright as a belt of stars
Orion-like to run before the hounds
Orion-like, compelled by love to run where love abounds
To run where love abounds
To run where love abounds
And write
my song on the five black lines of a bluejay's wing
And fly in winter's face a man to sing
Orion-like, by love compelled to run where love abounds
To run where love abounds
To run where love abounds
And in the
throats of gelded boys who sing themselves to sleep
Let voices waken oceans deep
Orion-like, by love compelled to run where love abounds
To run where love abounds
To run where love abounds
So patient
wait the valley's bloom
And grateful sing the summer's end
With rose of sharon overgrowing
Overgrowing
Overgrowing
As blessed
hands once hid a blessed face from sight
And wept an evening over me
A good beginning
For an endless night
A good beginning
For an endless night
Can't hobbled
words be made to rhyme?
With thoughtful reach of heart to take from killing time
A song so small
That endless night sweet evening's kiss recall?
And didn't
kind and learned hands once write on broken bits of clay?
Those shards
That from a world of bliss did fall a world away?
And writing make a homely scroll to wear
That ruin's children, fathered by mistake,
Might find their good beginning there and sing
A song so small
That endless night sweet evenings kiss recall?
As stars
that shine unseen
To call the day their home
And make no thieving visit there
But live where songs come from
With open-throated arms
To hold you singing God's own song
Who writes
a song must love to hear it sung
And gentle hope has made my song a reckless one
And gentle hope has made my song a reckless one
Avenging
angels dressed me up in pants too big
And sent me beltless out to dance a clownish jig
That men might look at me and pray for blindness
For gentle hope has made me call those furies kindness
That send a gelded lover out to sing
Though not
a man
I'd be a king for Anne
And though for endless night
I am a monstrous metaphor
What lover of the light could love you more?
As stars
that shine unseen
To call the day their home
And make no thieving visit there
But live where songs come from
With open-throated arms
To hold you singing God's own song
Who writes
a song must love to hear it sung
And gentle hope has made my song a reckless one
And gentle hope has made my song a reckless one
Can't hobbled
words be made to rhyme
With thoughtful reach of heart to take from killing time
A song so small
That endless night sweet evening's kiss recall and say
For Anne Marie I'd be a day
I'd be a day
I'd be a day
Here's truth
Your songs would make an angel choke
Here's justice
A robin eaten by a worm
Your very likeness lies in that rotten joke
And mercy is in the hiding of it
So set me
as a seal on your heart
As a seal on your arm
For love is stronger than death
More jealous than the tomb
The embers of a fire, come from God
That all the water in the world could not consume
So set me
as a seal on your heart
As a seal on your arm
*****
Big gentle horse come home to graze
In fields full of grassy days
Where angels soft as kisses ride
With laughing babe
And smiling bride
Big gentle horse come home to graze
My love is a soldier
Beating me like a drum
My love is a soldier
Beating me like a drum
Making me sing
La la la
Loo loo loo
La la la
I am a woman made for love
Made for love
Made for love
My love
is a baby
crying all night long
My love is a baby
Crying all night long
Making me sing
La la la
Loo loo loo
La la la
I am a woman made for love
Made for love
Made for love
I'm making
a cradle
Out of broken arms
I'm making a cradle
Out of broken arms
Out of arms that sing
La la la
Loo loo loo
La la la
I am a woman made for love
Made for love
Made for love
I went to see my mother
And I got lost
Now it's so hard to get home
It's so hard to get home
I went to
see my lover
My sweetheart's smile
Why's it so hard to get home
It's so hard to get home
I heard
your children singing
In a western sky
Let them call that sky their own
Let them call that sky their own
If I could take the sorrow on your arms away
I'd call my hell a happy day
A happy day
I'd call my hell a happy day
What need
have I for heaven's rest
Didn't I find that in your arms
Of ears to hear and eyes that see
Didn't I find them all when you found me
When you found me
Didn't I find them all when you found me
What need
have I for Eastern skies
When such a kiss as makes the day run North to South
Could touch the cold horizon of my mouth
And find for me a morning's rise
A morning's rise
And find for me a mornings rise
What need
have I for robin song
When you can sing and I'll be sung to
Sung to
Sung to
Sung to
And you can sing and I'll be sung to
If I could
take the sorrow on your arms away
I'd call my hell a happy day
A happy day
I'd call my hell a happy day
What need
have I for heaven's rest
Didn't I find that in your arms
Of ears to hear and eyes that see
Didn't I find them all when you found me
When you found me
Didn't I find them all when you found me
When you found me
There must be something wrong
For love's not choking on her song
There must
be some mistake
When robins wake a winter day
There must be some mistake
Your smile
The horizon of my heart
To stammer
out a day
Like a baby first time talking
Here I am
It's me
I'm here
And I'll
hold you
As morning holds a star
If morning never held a star before
And I'll hold you
In grateful arms that sing
No more sad songs
No more
No more night skies
I've got a sunrise
An unquiet
heart
A quieting hand has stilled
An empty cradle filled
No more sad songs
No more
sad songs, no more
No more night skies, I've got a sunrise
A sunrise
A sunrise
I've got a sunrise
She flies so free who flies for home
With sweetness weighed
A million springs
Frayed wings
that speak to bees unborn
You shall sleep the winter warm
You shall sleep the winter warm
In the dance
of eights
I'm a compass of the light
In the dance of eights
I know where all the flowers are
And how many and how far
In the dance
of eights
I'm a compass of the light
A compass of a light that sings
She flies so free who flies for home
With sweetness weighed
A million springs
Frayed wings
that speak to bees unborn
You shall sleep the winter warm
You shall sleep the winter warm
In the dance
of eights
I'm a compass of the light
In the dance of eights
I know where every blossom lies
And look for them with all five eyes
In the dance
of eights
I'm a compass of the light
A compass of a light that sings
She flies so free who flies for home
With sweetness weighed
A million springs
That great
keeper of the stars
Must keep bees as well
How he might need our honey
And how badly
Who can tell
Who can tell
I Am a House
Where Dawn Comes Cold
And You, My Love
My Morning Fire
And you, My Love
You Are My Morning Fire
Awake North
Wind
And Come Ye South
From Cold Horizons
Rise and Run
Awake North
Wind
And Come Ye South
As March to Find
An Early Spring
Where We
Await Ourselves
I Know We'll Touch
And I'll Find You, My Love
My Morning Fire
And You, My Love
You Are My Morning Fire
I Am a House
Where Dawn Comes Cold
And You, My Love
My Morning Fire
And You, My Love
You Are My Morning Fire
The Baby Dee Hymnal
The official hymnal of the Church of the Immaculate Heart of Pinky
The Song of Proper Deportment
(for those who fear the Lord)
You must
not pee in the house of God
Unless it's an emergency
And if you suffer from the crud
Don't wipe your slimy anus there
The Song of God's Great Plan
(for the faithful)
God's got
a plan for you
Jesus got a plan for you
He's gonna fry your fat ass in hell
He's gonna fry your fat ass in hell
The Song of Self Acceptance
(for crack whores, sexual predators, crabby policemen, and the incontinent)
I'm not
the only pisspot in the house
I'm not the only pisspot in the house
And though I know I sometimes piss a lot
And even sometimes miss the pot
I'm not the only pisspot in the house
I'm not
the only crack whore in the den
I'm not the only crack whore in the den
And though I may not know who's humpin me
At least I've got some company
I'm not the only crack whore in the den
You're not
the only bugger on the prowl
You're not the only bugger on the prowl
And though we know you've got a checkered past
You're not the only pederast
You're not the only bugger on the prowl
You're not
the only faggot on the force
You're not the only faggot on the force
We know you're different. It's all right
You're not the only sodomite
You're not the only faggot on the force.
The Song of the Holy Innocents
(for gender dysphoric youth)
God's gonna
make me a real girl
La la la
La la la
Lo lo lo
I'm gonna be a real girl
I know, I know, I know
Because the Bible tells me so
La la la
La la la
Lo lo lo
God wants
me to look my best
La la la
La la la
Lee lee lee
Jesus gonna buy a brand new dress
And high heel shoes for me
You'll see, you'll see, you'll see
La la la
La la la
Lee lee lee
I'm gonna
be a real girl
La la la
La la la
Lo lo lo
God's gonna make me a real girl
I know, I know, I know
I'll be just like Pinochio
except for what's below
I know, I know, I know
Because the Bible tells me so
La la la
La la la
Lo lo lo
Little window
Little window open wide
Little window
Open on a clear blue sky
And let that sky be sweet
To cross an age for you
And take your comfort there, Dear
Baby's sleeping
Her sister's sleeping by her side
Mama's sleeping
And Daddy sings a lullaby
And let that song be sweet
To cross an age to you
And take your comfort there, Dear
Kitty's
waiting
Waiting for that morning sky
Kitty's waiting
Morning comes and Kitty cries
And let those tears be sweet
To cross an age to you
And take your comfort there, Dear
Tiny fingers
Tiny fingers on a tiny hand
Tiny fingers
Reaching out to find a friend
That such a tiny hand
Should cross an age to me
And hold out such a sky
So clear and blue
And full of hope
So full of hope
So full of hope
Hope
Hope
Hope
I woke up
one morning heard a robin's song.
I asked that robin "Why do you sing?"
"It
was a voice whose rhymes are worlds
That made my song for me
How could I not sing?"
I woke up
on morning heard a robins song
I asked that robin "Who made your throat?"
"That
same hand that flies a million dawns
Made my tiny throat and wrote my songs
How could I not sing?"
I built
an arbor and I asked the vine
"How come you grow so tall?"
"If
I can make it above the wall
That same hand that holds out hope for all
Will gild me in the morning sky
And though I cannot sing
That hand a gentle wind will bring
And make a rustling lullaby
For milky sleeping babes
How could I not grow?"
I woke up
one morning and I asked the sky
"How can you bear such emptiness?"
"For that bright eye that looks out and smiles
And makes my night her day
What would I not bear?"
I woke up
one morning and I heard her voice
She called me by my name
What would I not give
To be called her child
What would I not give
To be called her friend
I'm gonna
wake up one morning I'm gonna see her face
Smiling down on me
That robin's song and that morning sky
Are all the hope I need
I don't know how and I don't know why
But I'm gonna wake up one morning and I'll see her face
Smiling Down on me
I'm gonna wake up one morning
I'm gonna wake up one morning
I'm gonna wake up one morning
One night
as I lay sleeping
I could hear children singing a song
When I woke up I was weeping
And I knew that something was terribly wrong
Who are
all those children
And what do they want with me?
What's that song they're singing?
Something about Calvary
Calvary
Up on Calvary
Jesus Said,
Don't weep for me
No, don't weep for me
Weep for your children instead
Who are all of those children anyway?
They ought to be home in bed
What happened
to your Mama?
Where has your Daddy gone?
What happened to your big sister
And why are you singing that dreadful song?
Take up
your cross and follow
Wake up from your sleep
Wake up, wake up in sorrow
Wake up, wake up and weep
Take up
your cross and follow
Won't you follow me?
Wake up, wake up in sorrow
Wake up on Calvary
Rocking
in a grassy cradle
I want to wake up in your heart
Lift me
up and call me sunshine
Take me where the roses grow
I want to be the song you sung me
How many years ago
Show me on my fingers
I really want to know
Show me on my fingers
Show me where the roses grow
Sitting
at your starry table
I was a helpless gaping babe
Roses
Roses
I've got a weakness for roses
You can
buy me for the price of a sparrow
And if you tell me I'm pretty I won't fly
Buy me for the price of a sparrow
But you have to promise to lie
What does
a hooker know about loving
And what does my daddy know about me
There's something wrong and I'm wondering
What could it possibly be
I thought
I was so happy
And I think it's such a shame
I thought I was so happy that day
That day you forgot my name
Let my song
be your song
Let my song be your song
Let my song be your song
Like gentle
rain
On a grateful tree
Spill out my lost soul on me
What About My Father
(A Lullaby)
What about
my father?
He's gone so far away
What song can reach him?
What song can reach him I can't say
He's like a little child
Just like a little child, sleeping where he lay
Shouldn't he have a morning?
Shouldn't he have a day?
I remember
that morning
It was such a sunny day
You sang and you smiled
I tried to sing along
Back then I was the child
And you gave me my first song
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy, when skies are gray
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a day?
What was
it that I knew then
That I let myself forget?
Wasn't my sunrise you then
And isn't this my sunset?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a dawn?
Shouldn't you have a sunrise?
Shouldn't you have a song?
You can
forget me
But forget your sorrow too
How can my heart let me
Let me let go of you
How can
I let the dead bury you
How can I stand apart
How can I watch as that hopeful child
Loses the hope of his heart
Your hands
lie so harmlessly
On a forgiven breast
You became like a child to me
Innocent and blest
Now isn't
there a heart that's all knowing?
And I know what that heart would do
Wouldn't it tremble, tremble and break
Break like a morning for you?
What about
my father?
He's gone so far away
What song can reach you?
What song can reach you where you lay?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a morning?
Shouldn't you have a day?
Waiting
Waiting like a star waits
Hiding in a sunny morn'
Waiting like a song I've never sung
Always hiding
On a child's tongue
Winter
Hiding in a rosebud
Springtime
Waiting in the cold
Flowers
Growing where I never go
Always blooming
Roses in the snow
Starlight
Hiding in a morning
Lifetimes
Hiding in a day
Teardrops
Hiding in a watchful eye
So beloved
Never knowing why
Waiting
Who would
have thought
That evening would be first
To ride love's back and say
I got here first
Before the dawn
And long before the day
So love
could float
Her rosy little boat
And the moon and the morning star
Could be such good friends
My love
and I
We need your love
Like children craving laughter
So love
could float
Her rosy little boat
And the moon and the morning star
Could be such good friends
And sorrow's
child
Looked up and smiled
And the moon and the morning star
Made such good friends
I'll ask
the evening
Where our hearts have gone
Do they sleep like sad old men?
Or do they hide like stars in the day?
Do they wait like trees for rain
So love
could float
Her rosy little boat
And the moon and the morning star
Could make such good friends
My love
and I
We need your love
Like children craving laughter
So love
could float
Her rosy little boat
And the moon and the morning star
Could make such good friends
And sorrow's
child
Looked up and smiled
And the moon and the morning star
Made such good friends
Jesus got
my Mom in there
And beat her up so bad
He beat her up so bad
Who can save us now that God's gone mad?
Jesus got my Mom in there
And beat her up so bad
He beat her up so bad
Who can
save me from the witch
That lives across the way
She lives across the way
No one will believe a word I say
Jesus got my Mom in there
And beat her up so bad
He beat her up so bad
Who can
save me from the man
That wheels the grinding stone
He wheels the grinding stone
Watching as the witches burn my bones
Jesus got my Mom in there
And beat her up so bad
He beat her up so bad
From my
brow she brushed my hair
Like grass from tiny grave
Like grass from tiny grave
How I thought that fretful hand could save!
Jesus got my Mom in there
And beat her up so bad
He beat her up so bad
When they
see me coming all my friends will say
Look what the wind blew in, Hey
Look what the wind blew in
And I won't
show up empty handed, no
I've got a tight little fist of gold
I've got a tight little gist of gold
Where I
leave off and you begin
I don't want to know
No, I don't want to know
Darling, I don't want to know
Like the
breath to a heart all welcoming
To a heart all welcoming I'll go
And when they see me coming all my friends will say
Look what the wind blew in, Hey
Look what the wind blew in
Playing
in the bricks and the foundry dust
I lost track of time
I'm gonna get it when I get home
He's gonna kill me when I get home
That love
should turn to bitterness
All so naturally
Poison from my pretty song
Turned to ruin me
I'm gonna
get when I get home
He's gonna kill me when I get home
I know you
must have held me once
I saw a photograph
Safe and happy in your arms
A smiling god of wrath
I'm gonna
get it when I get home
He's gonna kill me when I get home
One sunny
judgment day
I lost track of time
Playing in the bricks and the foundry dust
I lost track of time
I'm gonna
get it when I get home
He's gonna kill me when I get home
My heart's
come home to me
That robin from a world away
Has come like first warm rain
My heart's come home to me
To mingle
like a robin's song with night
And make night seem as good as day
My Heart's come home to me
That robin from a world away
Has come like first warm rain
My hearts come home to me
To make
men seem as good as gods
That God himself look down and say
My heart's come home to me
That robin from a world away
Has come like first warm rain
My heart's come home to me
Oh yes,
I remember now
Those ancient lovers I and Thou
Have come like first warm rain
My heart's come home
My heart's come home
My heart's come home to me
You made
the day so broad
To hide an age behind me
Like a star
Hide me in your day
Like a star
Hide me in your day
And though
it bring my ending
Let wisdom sing love's song
With a heart that breaks like morning
That breaks like morning all day long
And though
it bring my ending
I still want to sing that song
With a heart that breaks like morning
That breaks like morning all day long
Who can
befriend that morning star
That morning star
Didn't he come to mock the dead?
Small wonder my heart fled so far
Who can befriend that morning star?
Who can
forgive a God that dies
A God that dies
Vanishing into bitter day
Small wonder my heart fled so far
Who can befriend that morning star?
Didn't they
run like racing boys
Like racing boys
While I stumble over me
Small wonder my heart fled so far
Who can befriend that morning star?
I hid my
aces in a widow's lap
In a widow's lap
And tried to win them back again
Small wonder my heart fled so far
Who can befriend that morning star?
Only the
living love that star
That morning star
How can they live who love the dead?
Small wonder my heart fled so far
Who can befriend that morning star?
Morning
star
Look down on me
Look down on me
And take me where my love has gone
Small wonder my heart fled so far
Who can befriend that morning star?
From withered
grass
And broken branches
You made my heart a robin's nest
How many mornings would I wait
If there were even half a chance
That one might find you in my arms
I'd smile a sky from East to West
I'd smile a sky from East to West
Should I
have wondered
Who would warm me
When winter comes and robins fly
How many winters would I wait
If there were even half a chance
That April find you in my arms
I'd smile a sky from East to West
I'd smile a sky from East to West
How many
seas I'd set to rolling
If one might find you by my shore
To cool you with my weakest wave
If there were even half a chance
That you might find some comfort there
I'd smile a sky from East to West
I'd smile a sky from East to West
If running
free were mine to give you
How many meadows would you run!
How many treetops in the wind
Would rustle every leaf with hope
If I could hear you laughing there
I'd smile a sky from East to West
I'd smile a sky from East to West
My love
has made a fool of me
Unwise enough to know
That roses on a thistle grow
And I shall climb for kisses every day
In such a shameless rush
That every other rose will blush and say
Ah love
What foolery
My love has made a fool of me
My love
has mad a moon of me
A rising smile of light
So sickle sharp and starry bright
That I shall climb for kisses every day
In such a shameless rush
That every cloud above will blush and say
Ah love
What lunacy
My love has made a moon me
My love
has made a song of me
To know by heart and sing
And ride on his remembering
That I shall climb for kisses every day
In such a shameless rush
That when he sings my love will blush and say
Ah love
How comforting
My love has made a song of me
My love
has made a stone of me
That wants to be a star
What faith could take a stone so far
And pierce the clouds that mock my day
With nature's one straight line
That shaft of light that loves to shine
Your love
How comforting
That love
That foolish little moon
That starry little stone
The comfort of my heart
Come home
Look at
me
I'm an April day
Kiss me
I'm a month of them
Hold me
I'm a year of May
Look at me
Twenty fingers
weave my clothes
Knit from kisses first and fresh
Look at me I've got twenty toes
Look at me I'm an April Day
I know what
let's do
I shall be the moon
And you can be the man on me
Sweeping up such tides of love
That rivers backwards rush
And seas will swirl
From wishing they were us
Perched
upon a prickly branch
Look at me I'm a wee fat wren
Ecoute moi
I'll sing in French
Aujourd'hui
Aujourd'hui
Aujourd'hui
Look at
me
I'm pretty again
Look at me I'm an April day
Take me
where first kisses go
Let me lie wherever they fall
Like apple blossoms mocking snow
I shall mock the spring and say
Look at me
I'm pretty again
Look at me I'm an April day
I know what
let's do
I shall be the moon
And you can be the morning sun
Come to see what so much love has done
Cover me
with a cloudless sky
Look at me I'm a waning ruin
A kiss
To kiss the night good-bye
Look at me
Look at me
Look at me
I'm an April day
Big
Love
dedicated to the memory of a three legged cat named Harrison Boober
Big Love
Big Love
And All I Want Now
Is That Big Love