Sunday, September 9, 2007

"Hotel California"

RAN OUT OF IDEA - So just putting a song ............again:)
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance,
I saw shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the
Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before'Relax,' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'

Saturday, September 1, 2007

Home - MICHAEL BUBLE


"Home"
Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go homeMmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that..
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go homeMmmm,
I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go
me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

Friday, June 8, 2007

Hello world!

I started blogging few months back but messed up with it and by mistake deleted all the entries.
Then I was planning to start again but was not being able to make it. This weekend, I made it a point that, I will write few lines at any cost. Poor fellow in web, having a own blog is not a mean achievement for me.

Instead of wasting papers, I m blogging. This is the way, I m contributing to the environment becuase they say -each rim of paper comes @ cost of large number of bambo (well, mainly) plants :)