Tonight Y'all/Down By Love

Hey Soul Mates,
it's showtime. Tonight we are going live at the Club Good Hurt. I hope to see all of you there, even if it's just your vibe and spirit filling the room long distance. We are very excited about tonight's set. There are going to be newer tunes and one old song that we are dusting off. Ha Ha. Oh, we are gonna look clean! Doing it up in silver, black & blue. Co-ordinate if you like.

To continue the series, here are the lyrics to Down By Love.

You swore a million times today
That you wouldn’t ever sway
You would never drop your guard.
Then I saw you walking by
All the tears that’s in your eyes
Really aren’t your calling card.
Only you can solve your doubt
But I’d like to help you work it out.

Could you be more torn apart?
Baby, open up your heart
You’re Down By Love
You could get what you deserve
If you ever got the nerve
But you’re Down By Love

You don’t wanna choose again
You’ve been with too many men
Who have left you with the bill
Oh you shouldn’t be alone
I know you got a telephone
Call me if you want to chill
Only you can solve your doubt
But I’d like to help you work it out.

Could you be more torn apart?
Baby, open up your heart
You’re Down By Love
You could get what you deserve
If you ever got the nerve
But you’re Down By Love

You’re so down that you have lost your spirit
And feeling’s tossing you around
Shut the noise out baby then you’ll hear it
Call your spirit with a beautiful sound
You’re Down By Love
Down By
Down By Love
Down By (2x)

Copyright 2005 Rush Hour Soul (Kelsey) Mighty Ohio Music (BMI)

See you tonight, Boogie Chillun. Whooo-Hah. Got you all in check.
Love, Power, Peace

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