BESIDE YOU

WHEN I'M WITH YOU
BESIDE YOU

Lyrics

BESIDE YOU

Tears my heart out
Seeing you this way
Drops me down to my knees

Take you in my arms
Rock your pain away
Let your tears fall on me

‘Cause beside you
Right beside you
Here beside you
I have it all

Yes, inside you
Deep inside you
My salvation
If I should fall

Such a long road
That brought us both this far
Every step hand in hand

Such a dark place
I’ve been just where you are
But you’re stronger than I am

‘Cause beside you
Right beside you
Here beside you
I have it all

Yes, inside you
Deep inside you
My salvation
If I should fall

©2012 Van Clayton Powel

HOW 'BOUT YOU

HOW 'BOUT YOU
HOW ‘BOUT YOU *Pre-production mockup with Ken Pendergast

Lyrics

HOW ‘BOUT YOU

Like the victim in this lover’s crime
Nothin’ much I can do
Just an extra with a minor line
Trying to hide from the truth

How ‘bout you
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
How ‘bout you
Won’t you tell me what the guilty should do?

Just a lover playing second string
Yeah, I’m on call night and day
Ask a psychic what my future brings
But she just turns, she just turns away

How ‘bout you
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
How ‘bout you
When you’re desperate, tell me, what do you do?

Such a cold room
Such a dark, empty feeling
Such a cold mood
And I don’t, no I don’t
No I don’t know how I find
How I find my way out of here

Like a guest left standing all alone
Should’ve left long ago
Like a heart that doesn’t have a home
Hanging ‘round just in case you might show

How ‘bout you
Do you feel what the guilty go through?
How ‘bout you
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
Do you know what fool’s love makes us do?
What you’re doing to me is he doing to you?

©2010 Van Clayton Powel

McKAY

WHEN I'M WITH YOU
McKAY

Lyrics

McKay

First morning light breaking thin
Looking outside, then at him
Avenue snow hard as ice
Slippery and cold, like this life

Back into bed, one last time
Reach for his face, trace the lines
Honor cuts hard, leaves deep tracks
He can’t give an inch, I can’t go back

My  my,  sweet  sweet,  McKay
My  my,  sweet  sweet,  McKay
Don’t  look  back,  walk  away
From  my  sweet  sweet  McKay

So long ago at seventeen
Carving his name in my jeans
Then Washington Bridge front-seat love
The velvet and steel of his touch

Well, I became his one, one, one real thing
And he was the King of the, King of the Avenue Kings
Leathers and crime, hot-blood fights
The Chevy that screamed from the lights

My  my,  sweet  sweet,  McKay
My  my,  sweet  sweet,  McKay
Don’t  look  back,  walk away
From  my  sweet  sweet  McKay

But needles and lies stole the glory
And six months of his time
Now I want him back
But I can’t take that past
Can’t take that past back again

Tell him I’m leaving, he laughs
We make love like it has to last
Leaves him convinced  I won’t leave
Leave as he rolls up his sleeve

I walk outside, I walk outside down the stairs
Breathing in new life, cold air
A broken charm left up there on the floor
Never can be like before

My  my,  sweet  sweet,  McKay
My  my,  sweet  sweet,  McKay
Don’t  look  back,  walk away
From  my  sweet  sweet  McKay

©1995 Van Clayton Powel