MUST BE THE REASON
When a baby bird falls from the tree before it learns to fly, there must be a reason.
If you start out on the right path, and end up on the wrong side, there must be a reason.
When flowers bloom and look up to the sky, there must be a reason.
But when you learn to fly, end up on the right side, look up to the sky, and have faith in yourself, and believe in God.
That must be the reason.
ONE OF US
I said I’d be there when the band starts playing.
I said I’d be there when they turn the lights down low.
I don’t know how you’re feeling, but one of us have to let go.
There comes a time when the journey is over, and one of us must take the high road.
So, just remember when the band stops playing, one of us have to let go.
You think there is no tomorrow, just like someone has just closed the door. You get all wrapped up in your feelings, thinking this is not how it’s supposed to go.
So, when the music stops playing, and they turn the lights down low,
Just remember that this is not the way it’s supposed to be,
But one of us must let go.
As I wake up early in the morning, and see the sun peeping over my window seal, I just turn around and say THANK YOU LORD for allowing me to see the SUNRISE- once again.
I believe you help me raise my children, you help me put food on the table, you never leave me when I’m lonely, you never allow me to stand still.
That’s why I believe in your GREATNESS, and I will always follow your will. So, THANK YOU LORD for allowing me, to see the SUNRISE – once again.
BY LENNY JAYNES
ON THE RADIO
It’s just me sitting all alone by the telephone,
Then I heard our song – on the radio.
Brought back fond memories when we used to dance to the song – on the radio.
I can still see the blue lights as we dance through the night, by the song – on the radio.
I can still feel your body pressed against mine, with your hand on my side, as we dance to our song.
Memories of an awesome time, as we glide to our song.
I can still feel your cheek touching mine, as we groove to our song.
So, now it’s just me waiting by the phone, as the radio plays our song.
As the tears fill my eyes as I stop and think.
It’s just an old song being played – on the radio.
BY LENNY JAYNES
You’re my first love. You’re my beginning. You are also my best friend.
You’re the sunshine in the morning,
You’re the Moonlight at the end of the day.
You’re everything I asked for, so you know I can’t let that get away.
You’re my strength when I am weary, and my light to show me the way.
You’re my first love, my beginning. I can’t let that get away.
Loving you has been a sweet Journey, loving you is where I want to be.
Locked in your arms forever, and a day. Because you mean so much to me.
You’re my first love, my beginning, and I won’t let that get away.