Angel of the Lost

Pray the lord my soul to keep,

I wish I could get some sleep.

I’ll send a prayer in this song,

and hope the answer doesn’t take too long.

‘Cause there’s the weak, and there’s the strong,

and those of us who don’t belong.

And I don’t know where I fall, I fall.

The angel of the lost is the busiest one of all.

Pray the lord my soul to take,

I’m still lying here awake.

Need you to tell me what to do.

I hope my prayer is getting through.

‘Cause there’s the weak, and there’s the strong,

and those of us who don’t belong.

And I don’t know where I fall, I fall.

The angel of the lost is the busiest one of all.

Child’s Prayer

‘Cause there’s the weak, and there’s the strong,

and those of us, who don’t belong.

And I don’t know where I fall, I fall.

The angel of the lost is the busiest one of all.

The angel of the lost is the busiest one of all.

Angel of Mercy

Angel of mercy watching over me,

don’t let me wander too far.

And though I’m frightened tell me what you see,

tell me how to mend a broken heart.

Sweet angel spirit take me from this place,

the vision only wounds my aching soul.

Maybe now in your embrace,

I can find the courage to be whole.

So touch me Angel, teach me to fly

through the joy and the pain.

I want to find the place in the sky

where the light falls down like rain.

Angel of mercy watching over me,

please don’t let me wander too far.

I’m not as frightened as I used to be,

‘though I know it has to break the heart.

Now I know it takes a broken heart.

So touch me Angel, teach me to fly

through the joy and the pain.

I want to find the place in the sky

where the light falls down like rain.

Angel of mercy, let it rain, angel of mercy,

come on let it rain, angel of mercy, let it rain.

©2005 CJ Smith

Let Me Be Your Fantasy

You were just a moment away

from hearing me say that I love you,

I want you, and I need you.

But I think that I’ll just go, that way you’ll never know

what my bleeding heart has been up too.

Oh I know I’m not your everything, but it’s everything to me.

Oh if I can’t be your everything, let me be your fantasy

Oh I wanna be your fantasy, please, let me be your fantasy

I see the look in your eyes, it’s not a surprise

that I need to, I bleed to tease you.

But we’ve go no future to show, guess I’ll never know

if your bleeding heart, feels it too.

I know I’m not your everything, but it’s everything to me.

Oh if I can’t be your everything, let me be your fantasy

Oh I wanna be your fantasy, please let me be your fantasy

The one you think of when you’re lonely,

yeah I want to be the haunting one.

One fantasy night, we’ll dance in the light

and in the morning we’ll kiss the sun.

Then I’ll be you fantasy, let me be your fantasy

I know I’m not your everything, but it’s everything to me.

If I can’t be your everything, let me be your fantasy

Oh I wanna be your fantasy, please let me be your fantasy,

Oh I gotta be your fantasy, fantasy

©2005 CJ Smith

Invisible

Your mama says she’ll pray,

or to put it another way, she don’t approve.

No she don’t wanna talk about it,

so you talk about the evening news.

Invisible, family ties that cut like a knife

Invisible, no she don’t like that kind of life

Invisible, and that makes you invisible.

She thinks it’s just a phase,

something you’ll move through, she don’t approve.

But attraction doesn’t change just like

putting on a different pairs of shoes.

Invisible, family ties that cut like a knife

Invisible, no she don’t like that kind of life

Invisible, and that makes you invisible.

Don’t let it get you down,

you know she’ll come around.

You go for the holidays,

while year after year slips away.

Invisible, family ties that cut like a knife

Invisible, no she don’t like that kind of life

Invisible, and that makes you invisible.

©2005 CJ Smith

The Other Side of You

When we come up close, it cuts me to the bone.

How could I feel so understood and always so alone?

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.

One day I’m a queen, next day I’m a clown.

And how you feel decides where I come down.

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.

Caught in the reflection of an image lost

This letter to your empty hands from my broken heart

This letter to your empty hands from my broken heart

And though I love you, I’ll say goodbye.

And I won’t ask you why you didn’t try.

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.        

It’s like looking in a mirror, seeing all the way through

to the other side of you.

©2005 CJ Smith

Sierra

When I see the stars the way they are tonight

I wonder where you are now.

A mortgage and two kids around your knee,

oh I wanna know do you still bleed?

A new age man before your time

and they tried to keep you in your place.

Wetbacks never dry in some small minded towns,

but they never say it to your face.

On the hood of my daddy’s truck we’d solve the problems of the world;

spill our hearts out on the ground; fill our heads with wings and treasure

A little beer and small town philosophy never hurt no one.

A new age man before your time

and they tried to keep us in our place.

Colors never blend in some small minded towns,

boy you better stick to your own race.

And on the hood of my daddy’s truck we’d solve the problems of the world;

spill our hearts out on the ground, fill our heads with wings and treasure

A little beer and small town philosophy never hurt no one.

I looked at you as my bandito running from the sheriff’s men.

We’d race across the desert floor ‘round the moon and back again.

And on the hood of my daddy’s truck we felt the problems of the world;

watched the stars fall all around, our dreams in embers on the ground.

A little beer and small town philosophy never hurt no one.

©2005 CJ Smith

Joy

              It’s the wind in your hair on a crisp autumn day,

                  the winters first kiss of snow on your face,

                  the glow of the sun as it hits the horizon,

             the smile of a friend, you know you can count on.

                          It’s the joy of just being alive.

                Splits your heart open and lights the inside.

                           The joy of just being alive.

              It’s the first little smile that lights a child’s face,

                the touch of a lover in just the right place,

           the light of the moon as it spills through the trees,

               the sound of a love song afloat on a breeze.

                          It’s the joy of just being alive.

                Splits your heart open and lights the inside.

                            The joy of just being alive.

                  It’s those times you know you can fly,

                  reach out and hold the sun if you try,

             it’s what keeps you going all day nine to five.

                          It’s the joy of just being alive.

                          It’s the joy of just being alive.

                 Splits your heart open and lights the inside.

           The joy of just being alive, the joy of just being alive.

©2005 CJ Smith

La Luna Hermosa

I am jealous of the moon shining in the sky.

It looks down on you while I

can only miss you and long to kiss you.

Will it take my love to you?

La luna hermosa es mi corazon y mis ojos

esta noche, esta noche

La luna hermosa, luna hermosa, esta noche

It’s hard to be so far with such a gorgeous sight.

Do you feel my love tonight?

While I miss you and long to kiss you.

Will it take my love to you?

La luna Hermosa es mi corazon y mis ojos

esta noche, esta noche.

La luna hermosa, luna hermosa, esta noche.

Oh if I could be the moon, I’d shine so very bright,

and shower you with love falling down like light.

La luna hermosa es mi corazon y mis ojos

esta noche, esta noche

La luna hermosa, luna hermosa

esta noche, esta noche

La luna hermosa, luna hermosa

esta noche.

©2005 CJ Smith

Like a Hot Rock

Though I am no great beauty,

I thought our love was doing fine,

‘til she drove by one afternoon

and your head spun ‘round three times.

She looked just like a model, had the body of a jock.

You dropped me, like a hot rock.

You dropped me like a hot rock

and disappeared like the laundry sock.

Without a second thought you dropped me like a hot rock.

One night we went out dancing,

I was having a good time,

‘til a storm took the power down

and your hand slipped out of mine.

when the lights came up she had you in a lip lock.

You dropped me like a hot rock.

You dropped me like a hot rock

and disappeared like the laundry sock.

Without a second thought, you dropped me like a hot rock.

Well if its love or money, I may never know.

But if its money, honey then you may as well just go.

If you’ve got a roaming eye it won’t come as a big shock

I’ll drop you like a hot rock.

I’ll drop you like a hot rock

and disappear like the laundry sock.

Without a second thought, I’ll drop you,

I’ll drop you, like a hot rock

and disappear like the laundry sock.

Without a second thought, I’ll drop you like a hot rock.

©2005 CJ Smith

Miracle Alley

Mister dealer man would you let me take a few cards in trade?

I need some diamonds and I can’t understand why you keep handing me spades.

Same old game I keep playing and my lucks starting to fade.

Going round after round, and I’m loosing my ground, my ace has already been played.

I’m going down, down, down to Miracle Alley,

taking my last nickel of hope.

I’m laying my money down, what I lost can be found

here at the end of my rope, right here at the end of my rope.

I thought I’d take my chances

with the roll of the dice that I made.

But what do I do now, I can’t see it through,

my roll won’t make the grade.

I’ll take my chips off the table

from the place where they were laid.

Hit the floor then the door,

I can’t wait anymore,

train’s leaving, it won’t be delayed

I’m going down, down, down to Miracle Alley,

taking my last nickel of hope.

Laying my money down, what I lost can be found

here at the end of my rope, right here at the end of my rope

Oh I need a little grace, how much will it take?

I’ve got 50 cents of courage and ten dollars of faith.

I’m going down, down, down to Miracle Alley,

taking my last nickel of hope.

Laying my money down, what I lost can be found

here at the end of my rope.

I’m going down, down, down to Miracle Alley,

taking my last nickel of hope.

I’m Laying my money down, what I lost can be found,

here at the end of my rope, right here at the end of my rope

here at the end of my rope, right here at the end of my rope

Mister dealer man would you let me take a few cards in trade?

©2005 CJ Smith

Partly Cloudy

Can’t seem to manage to get out of this bed.

Grey skies and heartache are clouding up my head.

Sun may be shining just outside my door

but I’m partly cloudy for sure

Ain’t got no baby to keep me warm at night.

All I do is pray for the morning light.

Sun may be shining just outside my door

but I’m partly cloudy for sure

And it looks like rain’s in the forecast for love;

nothing but pain in the grey skies up above.

Sun may be shining just outside my door

but I’m partly cloudy for sure

I’m hanging out in my winter flannel,

watching my life on weather channel.

Sun may be shining just outside my door,

but I’m partly cloudy for sure.

Sun may be shining just outside my door

but I’m partly cloudy for sure.

I’m partly cloudy for sure

I’m partly cloudy for sure.

©2005 CJ Smith

Still Waters

My momma told me ‘bout you, when I was a child.

Beware the one dark and silent, with eyes that are wild.

Listen here, baby daughter, take my advice,

you make think you can swim this current,

but you better think twice.

Still waters run dark and stormy, oh the secrets they keep.

Still waters will pull you under, still waters run deep,

still waters run deep.

My momma tried to tell me the way things were

but my heart was filled with fire, I didn’t listen to her.

Now I find I’m going under, so sad to the bone

You took my heart filled with fire, and you turned it to stone.

Still waters run dark and stormy, oh the secrets they keep.

Still waters will pull you under, still waters run deep,

still waters run deep.

Oh, momma, do you weep, do you see?

Oh, momma, oh this river’s claiming me.

Still waters run dark and angry, that’s the secret they keep.

Still waters will pull you under, still waters run deep.

Still waters run dark and stormy, yea, the secrets they keep.

Still waters will pull you under, still waters run deep.

Still waters run, Still waters run, Still waters run deep.

So deep, still waters run deep.

©2005 CJ Smith