Text ... Soul song. Lively, catchy & sensual. Female singer, piano & rhythm. ...Soul song. Lively, catchy & sensual. Female singer, piano & rhythm. Saxophone solo @ 2'56. Suggested for fashion & luxury.
You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’...
Mmmh Big changes...
‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more
You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking
Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you
Never...
Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you
Let it..
Shine through
Text ... Indie pop song, dream pop. Sentimental, luminous & chill. Electric ...Indie pop song, dream pop. Sentimental, luminous & chill. Electric guitar, female singer, whistling @ 1'13, electric piano & rhythm. Recommended for romance, fashion & everyday life.
We travel baby, my fears fadin away Because I've got you, you make me feel ok
Ride along these streets fears fade awayBecause I've got you, you make me feel ok Ride along these streetsfears fade away Because I've got you, and you make me feel
Runaway your glowing eyes Runaway through the city light We travel baby 3x
Runaway Who's gonna tell me When to stop and when to go? But here I've got you you make me feel ok 2x
Ride along, sing a song of being one Runaway your glowing eyes Runaway through the city light We travel baby 3x
Runaway Runaway your glowing eyes Runaway through the city light We travel baby 3x
Text ... Romance in waltz time. Melancholic, loving & sentimental. Male & ...Romance in waltz time. Melancholic, loving & sentimental. Male & female duet. Orchestra, string ensemble, piano & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals of 40s & 50s. Suggested for happy endings.
WE MAY FALL IN LOVE
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien vega
I don’t want to fall in love
It’s not a game I wish to choose
Sweet as your advances are
I must regrettably refuse
Love Is just a game of fools
So maybe we could bend the rules
Play the game, lose every time
You bet a dollar, win a dime
I will take that broken heart and heal it
Maybe there will come a day you’ll feel it
‘cause there is something you can’t disguise
There in your eyes
We may fall in love
Will I ever love again, Will I? Will I?
Let me wash away the pain
Love is meant for other men Not I Not I
Let me help you love again
There is such a lot to find
Circumstances
But you need an open mind
Please don’t take this personally,
Take some chances
It simply wasn’t means to be.
I will take that broken heart and heal it
But I can’t let you do it
Maybe there will come a day you’ll feel it
I am impervious to it
But there is something you can’t disguise
I see it in your eyes
We may fall in love
Tonight
Text ... Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s é 40s. ...Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s é 40s. Carefree & determined. Male singer in crooner style, variety orchestra, piano, brass & rhythm.
GOLDEN BOY Music by Julien VegaLyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
On the floor of Wall Street I’m one of a kindI’m no ordinary guyIf I sell or I buy I don’t even tryI can make a million dollars in the blink of an eye
Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be? I’ll probably never get old Everything that I touch turns to gold
I’m flying high, I’m a fortunate guyBut try as I mightThere’s something that doesn’t sit rightAnd I think I know why
One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingDoesn’t matter how big your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twiceThat’s what I need Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be?Excuse me but I’m on a rollYou see that all that I touch turns to gold I’m flying highI’m a fortunate guyAnd I don’t know whyI simply don’t burst into songOnly one thing is wrong One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingAll you do is feed what your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who’s not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twice I knowLove is what I need
Text ... Dreamy, charming & carefree hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. ...Dreamy, charming & carefree hip-hop sung in Spanish & English. Looking towards the future, not the past. Female rap singer, voice sampling, synth, fx vinyl noise, electric strings & electronic percussion. English rap @ 2'21.
ES:
oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez
ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
tengo antojo de helao'
dame un beso frio endulzao'
que me sepa a mandarina
con burbujas como aspirina
con olor a tarta de queso
la textura de un pan entero
calentito solo pa mi
hazlo pensando solo en mi
te hago un hueco en la cama plegable
planes improvisados de tarde
ponemos algo de los noventa
la peli mas cliché que prefieras
como me gusta verte la espalda
sin el peto de color naranja
y pintarte solo con las huellas
una rosa con granos de arena
tu eres un universo en la tierra
dale que yo te llevo a Paris
nos montamos en alguna nube
y si quieres nos alquilo el Louvre
y te compro un helado de fresa
fresa rosa fresa palo fresa
fresa fresca fresita francesa
fresa tierna y luego una frambuesa
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
im trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
pero no te sale bien
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end…
oye oye
llámame y dame un garbeo con tu coche
noches locas
mándame un mensaje si ya son mas de las doce
doce menos diez
ya no tengo tiempo para la contemplación
ahora solo quiero disfrutar la sensación
no confío en nadie y no es por culpa del alcohol
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
no me torturo eh
no pienso tanto en el pasado como antes
no me torturo miro para alante
miro para alante
la brisa del patio
hojas de tabaco
bailan lentamente
entre flores del jardin
me pierdo en tus manos
no me pierdo nada
camino despacio
tranquilita junto a ti
EN:
hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve
I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
I'm craving for ice cream
give me a cold sweetened kiss
that tastes like tangerine
with bubbles like aspirin
with the smell of cheesecake
the texture of a whole loaf of bread
warm only for me
do it thinking only of me
I'll make room for you in the folding bed
improvised evening plans
we put on something from the nineties
the most cliché movie you want
how I like to see your back
without the orange training bib
and paint you only with your footprints
a rose with grains of sand
you are a universe on earth
come on, I'll take you to Paris
we'll ride on a cloud
and if you want I'll rent us the Louvre
and I'll buy you a strawberry ice cream
strawberry pink strawberry stick strawberry
fresh strawberry French strawberry
tender strawberry and then a raspberry
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
i thought i saw the sky falling
it was me in the end
i'm trynna' be the realest
i was falling way too fast
i know that you love me
but you don't get it right
everybody talking about having a new benz
i wake up every morning wishing i could go back to bed again
the imaginary of my head
is always better than the things that are waiting outside for me
and i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it
wish i could but i cant help it damn
wish i could but i cant help it
and i cant help it
I wish i could but i cant help it
to think that the things are coming to an end...
hey hey
call me and give me a ride in your car
crazy nights
send me a message if it's after twelve o'clock
ten to twelve
I don't have time for contemplation anymore
now I just want to enjoy the feeling
I don't trust anyone and it's not because of the alcohol
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I don't torture myself eh
I don't think about the past as much as I used to
I don't torture myself I look forward
I look forward
the breeze in the courtyard
tobacco leaves
dance slowly
among the flowers in the garden
I lose myself in your hands
I don't miss anything
I walk slowly
calmly by your side
Text ... Peaceful, bright, smooth & confident. Avant-garde pop lullaby in a ...Peaceful, bright, smooth & confident. Avant-garde pop lullaby in a folktronica spirit. Female singer with pitched voice, treated double vocal fx & crystalline synth.
Bath yourself in this riverEau Claire Soon to meet my brother Eau Claire I know what you’ll say Don’t you dare giving up
Longest nights Held in fearSmoke in the cold I remember why i’m here Smallest of hopes Held in your hands
Text ... Tender then violent. Changing. Female singer, piano, electric guitar ...Tender then violent. Changing. Female singer, piano, electric guitar & rhythm @ 1'44.
Text ... Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Sung in Spanish. ...Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Sung in Spanish. Female singer & band with sax section & latin percussion.
Cuando quieres, no quiero
yo quiero, tu vuelves.
Me besas, te beso, me enciendes.
Te vas !
Corazo?n, corazo?n, no partas por favor.
Corazo?n, corazo?n, me dejas sin control.
Si tu? quieres hoy puedo me llamas invi?tame a cenar
Cuando quieres, no quiero
yo quiero, tu vuelves.
Me besas, te beso, me encientes.
Aaahh!
Corazo?n, corazo?n, no partas por favor.
Corazo?n, corazo?n, me dejas sin control.
Corazo?n, corazo?n, no partas por favor.
Corazo?n, corazo?n, me llenas de ilusio?n.
Por que quiero tu amor
Dame tu corazo?n pum pum pum late mi corazo?n suen?a conmigo amor
EN:
When you want, I don't want
When I want to, you come back.
You kiss me, I kiss you, you turn me on.
You leave !
My heart, my heart, please don't leave.
My heart, my heart, you make me lose control.
If you want today I can, call me invite me to dinner
When you want, I don't want
When I want to, you come back.
You kiss me, I kiss you, you turn me on
Aaahh!
My heart, my heart, please don't leave.
My heart, my heart, you leave me without control.
My heart, my heart, please don't leave.
My heart, my heart, you fill me with illusion.
Because I want your love
Give me your heart boom boom boom my heart dreams of me love
Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Small band with ...Cha cha cha in the 60's style. Catchy & mischievous. Small band with sax section & latin percussion.
Text ... Romantic bachata, catchy & confident. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, ...Romantic bachata, catchy & confident. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, male choir, piano, Cuban tres, Spanish guitar, Latin percussion. Suggested for telenovelas.
Hoy que estas aquí, no siento frío Y me calienta tu voz, tu dulce voz Hoy quiero cantarte al oído Y demostrarte mi amor, oh mi amor
Fría como el mar Muy difícil de llevar Inevitable como el sol al despertar Me encanta su caminar Y su forma de bailar Afrodita su belleza a envidiar
Ohhh Son tus ojos, tu mirada Y tu voz en las mañanas Prisionero de tu amor Ya no puedo negarlo Y mi corazón se enamoró Tu mano y mi mano se juntaron Eclipsando hasta el sol (hasta el sol) La luna fue testigo aquella noche Nuestro amor floreció (floreció)
Una fuerte tempestad Imposible de evitar Impactante su manera de besar Me encanta verla soñar Y su forma de brillar Ya no hay duda que contigo quiero estar
Ohhh Son tus ojos, tu mirada Y tu voz en las mañanas Prisionero de tu amor Ya no puedo negarlo Y mi corazón se enamoró
Y no hay nadie como tú No habrá Todo mi amor Tú lo tendrás
Ohhh Son tus ojos, tu mirada Y tu voz en las mañanas Prisionero de tu amor Ya no puedo negarlo Y mi corazón se enamoró
Text ... Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, ...Country ballad. Lazy & nostalgic waltz. Male singer, pedal steel, piano & rhythm section. Suggested for romance.
There’s a place down the street
Where my friends congregate
And when we sit on those bar stools
We’re not alone
10 am the lights are on
Beer’s cold, the whiskey’s strong
And we’re drowning those memories
One by one
You can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
If you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
The neon lights are bright
Even tho it’s past midnight
And the band’s packed up and moved on
Stare at the clock on the wall
Bartender says last call
And I start missin’ her most of all
So, you can meet me at the idle hour
Where the juke box plays all those country songs
So if you’re tryin’ to hang on
To a love that’s dead and gone
With too many reasons not to go back home
Too many reasons not to go back home
