Lyrics by Wayne James
Can You See?
Can You See
Words by Wayne James
Can you see
Light in my eyes
Like a child waiting for Christmas
The stars in the sky
Watch as I sigh
Can you see what they see?
Look at the trees
They're swaying
They feel the touch of the breeze
They overheard
My whispered words
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Maybe I am only dreaming
So what if I'm wrong?
It can't be that long
Before you stop
And feel what I'm feeling
The stars and trees will always be
As I love you so
Can you see?
Look at the clouds
They're waking
Stretch in the warmth of the sun
They watch us and smile
And linger a while
Can you see the hearts they're making?
Maybe I am only dreaming
So what if I'm wrong
It can’t be that long
Before you look
And feel what I'm feeling
The sun and clouds will always be
As I love you so
Can you see?
Maybe I am only dreaming
So what if I'm wrong
It can't be that long
Before you stop
And feel what I'm feeling
Like all these things will always be
Yes, I love you, so
Can you see?
Words by Wayne James
Can you see
Light in my eyes
Like a child waiting for Christmas
The stars in the sky
Watch as I sigh
Can you see what they see?
Look at the trees
They're swaying
They feel the touch of the breeze
They overheard
My whispered words
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Maybe I am only dreaming
So what if I'm wrong?
It can't be that long
Before you stop
And feel what I'm feeling
The stars and trees will always be
As I love you so
Can you see?
Look at the clouds
They're waking
Stretch in the warmth of the sun
They watch us and smile
And linger a while
Can you see the hearts they're making?
Maybe I am only dreaming
So what if I'm wrong
It can’t be that long
Before you look
And feel what I'm feeling
The sun and clouds will always be
As I love you so
Can you see?
Maybe I am only dreaming
So what if I'm wrong
It can't be that long
Before you stop
And feel what I'm feeling
Like all these things will always be
Yes, I love you, so
Can you see?
Loving is Easy
LOVING IS EASY
words and music by Wayne James
I’ve no need to see a nurse
I’m looking bad
But I’ve looked worse
If you can find a moments’ time
To give to me then I’ll be fine
Cos
I need your love in my life
Like sand needs the touch of the tide
I need your loving tonight
Cos loving is easy
When you're by my side
I’ve no need for flashy things
Those Silver wheels that shallow bling
I just want some precious time
Making love like making rhymes
I'm holding on to hold you love
We’d fit together hand in glove
If you can find a moment's time
To give to me then i'll be fine
Cos
I need your love in my life
Like skates need the fresh ice to glide
I need your loving tonight
Cos loving is easy
When you’re by my side
I’d walk a thousand miles just to catch one of your smiles
I’d climb a mountain high just to watch you fly on by
I’d swim an ocean wide just to sit down at your side, yeah
Cos
I need your love in my life
Like sand needs the touch of the tide
I need your loving tonight
Cos loving is easy
When you're by my side
words and music by Wayne James
I’ve no need to see a nurse
I’m looking bad
But I’ve looked worse
If you can find a moments’ time
To give to me then I’ll be fine
Cos
I need your love in my life
Like sand needs the touch of the tide
I need your loving tonight
Cos loving is easy
When you're by my side
I’ve no need for flashy things
Those Silver wheels that shallow bling
I just want some precious time
Making love like making rhymes
I'm holding on to hold you love
We’d fit together hand in glove
If you can find a moment's time
To give to me then i'll be fine
Cos
I need your love in my life
Like skates need the fresh ice to glide
I need your loving tonight
Cos loving is easy
When you’re by my side
I’d walk a thousand miles just to catch one of your smiles
I’d climb a mountain high just to watch you fly on by
I’d swim an ocean wide just to sit down at your side, yeah
Cos
I need your love in my life
Like sand needs the touch of the tide
I need your loving tonight
Cos loving is easy
When you're by my side
Fool's Gold (Donald's Gold)
FOOL'S GOLD (Donald’s Gold)
Words and Music by Wayne James
From his ivory tower
Clad in gold
There is nothing pure
He hasn't sold
From Empire states
To bottled hate
Cos all that glitters
Clips and folds
And fools rush in
for Donald’s gold
The chief of hoarders
Barks his orders
And cocks his leg
To mark his borders
Straw hats and twigs
And sheep like wigs
Will wisp about
When wolves marauder
And fools rush in
to serve the warder
They mock -ad hoc- of tiny hands
That point to signs of tiny glands
But men with needs
Turn tides and sands
Their referendums
Scorch the lands..
Replacing seeds
Of life for brands
and fools rush in
with cold press pans
From his ivory tower
Of kitsch gone cold
There ain’t nothing sure
He hasn't sold
From lynching ropes
To Latin hopes
Cos all that glitters
Clips and folds
And fools rush in
for Donald’s gold
As the grievous rally
Up his alley
To a nice warm bed
In his pro-state chalet
Since fear and hate
Wins mass-debates
They’ll settle scores
With a heartless tally
When trucks roll in to clear the valley
He'll savour views across to Cali
la piel de naranja es gruesa
¿comprendes?
They mock -ad hoc- of tiny hands
That point to signs of tiny glands
But men with needs
Turn tides and sands
Their referendums
Scorch the lands..
Replacing seeds
Of life for brands
and fools rush in
with cold press pans
La piel de noranja es gruesa
From his Babel tower
Of clay with mould
There is horse manure
To be sold
For angry mobs
The vote he robs
Cos all that glitters
Clips and folds
Pyrite ignites
the fear he sold
And fools rush in
for Donald’s gold
Words and Music by Wayne James
From his ivory tower
Clad in gold
There is nothing pure
He hasn't sold
From Empire states
To bottled hate
Cos all that glitters
Clips and folds
And fools rush in
for Donald’s gold
The chief of hoarders
Barks his orders
And cocks his leg
To mark his borders
Straw hats and twigs
And sheep like wigs
Will wisp about
When wolves marauder
And fools rush in
to serve the warder
They mock -ad hoc- of tiny hands
That point to signs of tiny glands
But men with needs
Turn tides and sands
Their referendums
Scorch the lands..
Replacing seeds
Of life for brands
and fools rush in
with cold press pans
From his ivory tower
Of kitsch gone cold
There ain’t nothing sure
He hasn't sold
From lynching ropes
To Latin hopes
Cos all that glitters
Clips and folds
And fools rush in
for Donald’s gold
As the grievous rally
Up his alley
To a nice warm bed
In his pro-state chalet
Since fear and hate
Wins mass-debates
They’ll settle scores
With a heartless tally
When trucks roll in to clear the valley
He'll savour views across to Cali
la piel de naranja es gruesa
¿comprendes?
They mock -ad hoc- of tiny hands
That point to signs of tiny glands
But men with needs
Turn tides and sands
Their referendums
Scorch the lands..
Replacing seeds
Of life for brands
and fools rush in
with cold press pans
La piel de noranja es gruesa
From his Babel tower
Of clay with mould
There is horse manure
To be sold
For angry mobs
The vote he robs
Cos all that glitters
Clips and folds
Pyrite ignites
the fear he sold
And fools rush in
for Donald’s gold
Just Desserts
Just Desserts
by Wayne James
Leashed and squeezed to spawn their breed
Hubbard's dogs fulfilled her greed
But nothing's free not even seed
And workers scorned redeem their deeds
She stood in fur so fresh it purred
And hung her wealth from hems to ears
The market hack had found her niche
From trade she'd made with Beijing riche
Her breed made fast, forced evolution
Snipped tails, long teeth, firm constitution
Authentic seals from institutions
One hidden flaw with no solutions
Minglers mingled to Sunday jingles
She stood so proud; the vicar tingled
Puffed out her chest in Sunday best
Donated glares and scoffed the Pringles
Well known less loved in the county realm
Hubarrd's screech could overwhelm
The kennel heaved, trucks dominated
Dogs watched on emaciated
She knelt to feed the hungry hounds
Wondered why they made those sounds
She sweated beads, her pearls clinked tins
The hounds surrounded, raised their chins
Cheap chicken slops slipped to the floor
As dog-eared hounds rallied for more
She screeched to reach her bling clad phone
As Rover reached her marrowed bone
The bowl left bare from church to kennel
Hubbard's breed aren't sentimental
Wolves tuck-in to Sunday best
As trucks move east and dogs digest
by Wayne James
Leashed and squeezed to spawn their breed
Hubbard's dogs fulfilled her greed
But nothing's free not even seed
And workers scorned redeem their deeds
She stood in fur so fresh it purred
And hung her wealth from hems to ears
The market hack had found her niche
From trade she'd made with Beijing riche
Her breed made fast, forced evolution
Snipped tails, long teeth, firm constitution
Authentic seals from institutions
One hidden flaw with no solutions
Minglers mingled to Sunday jingles
She stood so proud; the vicar tingled
Puffed out her chest in Sunday best
Donated glares and scoffed the Pringles
Well known less loved in the county realm
Hubarrd's screech could overwhelm
The kennel heaved, trucks dominated
Dogs watched on emaciated
She knelt to feed the hungry hounds
Wondered why they made those sounds
She sweated beads, her pearls clinked tins
The hounds surrounded, raised their chins
Cheap chicken slops slipped to the floor
As dog-eared hounds rallied for more
She screeched to reach her bling clad phone
As Rover reached her marrowed bone
The bowl left bare from church to kennel
Hubbard's breed aren't sentimental
Wolves tuck-in to Sunday best
As trucks move east and dogs digest
Notes to My Teenage Daughter
Notes to my Teenage Daughter
Words by Wayne James 2023
I read somewhere that this will pass
The experts say the pain won't last
Younger skies were clear and blue
On perfect days when I held you
Up on my shoulders playing parts
A horse, a hero, gallant hearts
I dared to make a dream come true
I hope, I hope I've not lost you
You held my hand and fondness gazed
Upon a child who’d found her ways
You grew up fast made my mistakes
Made them your own for your own sake
Up on my shoulders playing parts
A horse, a hero, gallant hearts
I dared to make a dream come true
I hope, I hope I've not lost you
So now the girl stands on her feet
I man the wings, in slow retreat
Arms once caught her first step fall
Might words now soothe her when she calls
Upon my shoulders at the start
We strolled through days
You held my heart
I tried to make a dream come true
I hope, I hope I've not lost you
Words by Wayne James 2023
I read somewhere that this will pass
The experts say the pain won't last
Younger skies were clear and blue
On perfect days when I held you
Up on my shoulders playing parts
A horse, a hero, gallant hearts
I dared to make a dream come true
I hope, I hope I've not lost you
You held my hand and fondness gazed
Upon a child who’d found her ways
You grew up fast made my mistakes
Made them your own for your own sake
Up on my shoulders playing parts
A horse, a hero, gallant hearts
I dared to make a dream come true
I hope, I hope I've not lost you
So now the girl stands on her feet
I man the wings, in slow retreat
Arms once caught her first step fall
Might words now soothe her when she calls
Upon my shoulders at the start
We strolled through days
You held my heart
I tried to make a dream come true
I hope, I hope I've not lost you