Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 63

To Touch Your Heart

Thereis no easy way

Toget it done,

Tosay convincingly

You’remy only one.

Noone to whisper in my ear,

Tellme where to start

Tofind those simple words

Totouch your heart.

 

I’vetried a million times

Tolet you know

Justhow my love for you

Continuesto grow.

ButI can’t find the words

Thatwill truly impart,

Wordsthat spring from my soul

Totouch your heart.

 

Maybeit’s not just the words that I speak

Thatsend the real message your way.

Actionsspeak louder they say in the end,

AndI try to show you every day.

 

I’llkeep on looking,

Searchingmy soul,

Maybebuy a dictionary,

Makeit my goal

Tofind the right phrases

Bothtender and smart,

Theright words

Totouch your heart.

 

Sexy, Sassy, Saucy

Youkeep making passes, sweeter than molasses,

Winking,blinking back at me.

Everylittle motion working like a potion

Blockingout reality.

Playingwith my mind, leaving reason far behind,

Liftme ten feet off the ground.

Becauseyou’re sexy, sassy, saucy

Andyou make my world go ‘round.

 

Youkeep turning heads in that sexy little dress

Fromthe minute you walk through the door.

ButI don’t dare to touch, I’m afraid you’re way too much,

Youjust make me want to cry for more.

I’mtrying not to grin when I take it on the chin

Andyou ask me if I’m man enough.

You’reso sexy, sassy, saucy

AndI just want to feel your touch.

 

Youweaken my resistance

UntilI don’t know where it went.

I’mso gone on you I swear

Iwould vote for you for president.

 

Thereis no mistake how you make my whole world shake

Withthat body that you carry around.

Justone look was all it took

AndI swallowed the whole hook

Likea fish flopping out on the ground.

Itdon’t matter what I do, I’m not getting over you.

You’rethe best thing to come into my world.

You’reso sexy, sassy, saucy

AndI want you to be my girl.

 

Fish Out of Water

Youwanted me to come and meet your family,

Toshow me off to all your kith and kin,

ButI’m not really comfortable with all that touchy feely

Thatseems so necessary to fit in.

I’mjust a simple guy with simple feelings,

Thekind of man that some folks just don’t get,

Butyou want me to flop around, politely mix and mingle

Likea fish out of water caught up in your net.

 

There’sno easy way to get around it,

Doesn’tmatter what I do or say.

Myreasoning and protests just confound it.

I’mlike a fish out of water

Tryingto get away.

 

MyMamma used to tell me, “Son, just listen

Tothe sounds of reason drifting in the air.”

Thetruth is we’re all in this thing together,

Andpeople are just people everywhere.

ButI can’t seem to get my mind around it

Nomatter how hard I crane my neck,

Can’tfind a comfort zone

Tobe out there on my own.

I’mjust a fish out of water

Floppingon the deck.

 

Let’s Get Naked and Run Through the Sprinklers

I’vewanted to show you so often

Exactlywhat you mean to me,

ButI was afraid of what people would say

IfI acted out so obviously.

We’revictims of our inhibitions.

It’sapparent when push comes to shove.

Whydon’t we get naked and run through the sprinklers

Andshow the whole world we’re in love?

 

Yousay that I can’t act crazy,

I’mjust an old stick in the mud.

Leftto myself and my own devices

I’mlike an old cow chewing cud.

ButI’m tired of misunderstandings.

I’mready to show the whole world.

Isay let’s get naked and run through the sprinklers?

I’mwilling to give it a whirl.

 

Lifeis too short to sit idly by

Whilethe rest of the world marches on.

Thereare so many things I want us to try

Beforeall of the best of our good times are gone.

 

It’snot so hard to imagine

Thekind of unrest we might cause.

Jawsdropping down to their ankles,

Eyesclearly popping in awe.

I’mready to shed inhibitions

Foryou and polite company.

Whydon’t we get naked and run through the sprinklers

Andshow the whole world that we’re free.

 

The Problem Is…

Wewere so in love in the beginning.

Afterall this time I feel the same.

Istill get that tingling sensation

Atthe simple mention of your name.

Iwant us to go on for forever

Handin hand to walk through every door,

Growingup and growing old together.

Theproblem is you don’t love me anymore.

 

Notquite sure exactly when it happened,

Whenwe started drifting so apart.

WasI blind or did I just not listen

Tothe deafening sound of silence from your heart?

Wecould try to work it out together.

Youknow you’re the one that I adore.

Mylove for you is meant to be forever.

Theproblem is you don’t love me anymore.

 

Notcontent to sing you silly love songs.

Theywon’t win your heart back anyway.

Ijust want to find the combination

Tomake you stay forever, forever and a day.

 

Youcould just forget these crazy notions,

Ibelieve that we’re worth fighting for.

I’llkeep wanting you until forever.

Theproblem is you don’t love me anymore.

 

Fast Track

Idon’t need to buy you diamonds, furs or fast cars,

Idon’t need fancy words meant to impress.

Youdon’t seem to want to talk about forever,

Orpicking out that special wedding dress.

AndI don’t need to dress in shining armor

Torescue you and make a brand new start.

Onlyneed to find a quick solution

Toput me on the fast track to your heart.

 

Ikeep hearing angels singing love songs

Asflashes of the future come in view.

Cansomeone please write down some clear directions

Toput me on the fast track straight to you.

 

It’strue we were meant to be together.

Icould see it clearly from the day we met.

There’sno doubt we will last forever,

AndI can give my heart without regret.

Ijust don’t know how to say the right things

Toconvince you that we will never part.

Thekind of things that lovers share so freely

Toput me on the fast track to your heart.

 

Ikeep hearing angels singing love songs

Asflashes of the future come in view.

Cansomeone please write down some clear directions

Toput me on the fast track straight to you.

 

Blank Pages

I’mstaring at this mountain of blank pages

Wonderingjust what I should do.

MaybeI could write a brand new love song

Anddedicate my heart and soul to you.

Wordsshould fall right out of the heavens,

Inkshould flow onto the empty lines,

Butno words I can think of do you justice.

Idon’t know what to write to make you mine.

 

Youdon’t need to worry ‘bout a love song.

Actionsspeak much louder anyway.

Imay keep on staring at blank pages,

ButI’ll show you that I love you every day.

 

Imay not have the gift of gab to tell you,

Maynot be the man of letters you desire,

Can’tput the words together that will show you

Howjust the thought of you can start my fire.

Imay not have a vast vocabulary,

AndI don’t have a muse to stir my soul,

Andeven though the pages

Maynot have an ink stain on them

Mylove for you is made of purest gold.

 

Youdon’t need to worry ‘bout a love song.

Actionsspeak much louder anyway.

Imay keep on staring at blank pages,

ButI’ll show you that I love you every day.

 

Spellbound

You’renot a Wiccan but

You’vesurely got me spellbound.

Yourwiles and your ways have

Trulyput you in control.

Theweb that you spin

Keepsdrawing me in

AndI can’t help but believe

Thatit was your goal.

I’mspellbound down deep in my soul.

 

Theday that we met 

Youbrought me out of the darkness,

Gaveme new hope to

Startall over again.

Inever knew

Afeeling so true

AndI can’t help but believe

Thatit won’t ever end.

I’mspellbound; determined to win.

 

Youcame to me fresh as the lilacs in springtime,

Capturedmy eye, and then you captured my heart.

Inless than a moment my will was gone on vacation,

Andnow I’m sure we’ll never again be apart.

 

There’llnever be

Away to explain what I’m feeling;

Themillion and one things

Thatyour love does for me.

Amagic untold

Yetto unfold

Andwe’ll just take hold of our dreams

Anddance in the moonlight.

 

I’mspellbound and that’s how it must be.

 

If Only You’d Answer the Phone

Igot your letter on Saturday morning,

Theone where you told me, “this is so long”.

Itried to call you to say I still love you.

I’dtell you if only you’d answer the phone.

 

Threedays of highways are standing between us

AndI know it’s hard being there all alone.

I’drush right to you in a blind New York minute.

I’dbe there if only you’d answer the phone.

I would come running like a hundred yard dash,

Jumpon a plane and be there in a flash.

IfI could just hear you say, “Babe, come on home.”

I’dbe there if only you’d answer the phone.

 

Ijust hung up for the forty-fifth time.

Ican’t wait around anymore.

Straightto the airport, no more wasted time.

I’llsoon be at your front door.

 

Youhave to tell me why your mind has changed.

Whatcan I do to atone?

Itcould have been easier to speak to your heart

Ifonly you’d answered the phone.

 

 

Delirious

Delirious…

Serious…   

Sometimesmakes me furious.

Justa bit too curious

Formy own good.

 

Gotto know…

Gotto go…

Afraidto let my feelings show.

Couldn’ttake the pain of

Beingmisunderstood.

 

Whycan’t I take a stand and

Justlet it be?

Whydoes all this aggravation

Keepcoming back and haunting me?

 

Isee you cry…

Don’tknow why…

Noconfession… no alibi…

Justa wall of silent tears

Ican’t break through.

 

Irefrain

Tilyou explain…

Waitingout this pouring rain

BecauseI am so deliriously

Inlove with you.