We’ve been together a decade
Though its gone by in the blink of an eye
When I think back on our years together
The only thing I wonder is why
We didn’t begin our lives much sooner
From the first time we met
Well every moment we’ve shared is precious
And there’s nothin’ ’bout us that I regret, no

And she will never take away from that
No, there’s nothing she can say or do
To take away this truth
That you belong to me and I belong to you

This year it will be a decade
We’ve stood together hand in hand
Telling each other everything
Trusting the other will understand
We have never been lead astray
I don’t think we ever will
There doesn’t seem to be a need
That our deep love can’t fulfill

And she will never take away from that
No, there’s nothing she can say or do
To take away this truth
That you belong to me and I belong to you
Yeah, you belong to me and I, and I belong to you
You belong to me and I belong to you

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Sundrenched afternoon
Waiting for a word from you
Dust motes cloud my eyes
Diamond tears I cry

Sparkling light refracting off my tears
Caught up I’m worn out and burned out by fears
Why must I always assume the worst
Heart beating so fast I fear it may burst

Sunwarmed cobblestone
Walking all alone
Dark thoughts should melt away
In the light of day

Sparkling light refracting off my tears
Caught up I’m worn out and burned out by fears
Why must I always assume the worst
Heart beating so fast I fear it may burst

La la la la la…

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Why waste your precious days?
Chasing in vain
Elusive happiness
Can only bring you pain
Our time on Earth is so short
But our suffering is long
We all sense secretly
There’s somewhere else we belong

Just Look deep inside yourself
To see who you really are
When your illusions melt away
Your soul will shine just like a star

Beaming rays of lovelight
Beaming rays of lovelight, lovelight, lovelight

Just Look deep inside yourself
To see who you really are
When your illusions melt away
Your soul will shine just like a star

Beaming rays of lovelight
Beaming rays of lovelight
(repeat to end)

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

I’m just not sure
Don’t know anymore
Where this relationship stands
Once blushed like a rose
Now your eyes are closed
Should I let go of your hands?

Perched on the edge
Losing my grip
Treading the water

Will you accept me?
Will you reject me?
Flip a coin fulfill my fate
Can’t take this ambiguity
Do we possess longevity?
It’s a fine line between love and hate

I’m down for the count
Time running out
Treading the water
I’m holding my breath
Blue in the face
Treading the water

Don’t know if I can keep
Treading the water

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Why does time play it’s tricks on me?
Buzz in my head and my thoughts incomplete
Some sights move me to tears and then
Falling asleep again

Once in a blue moon you feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide
Once in a blue moon your feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide

Why does time play it’s tricks on me?
Buzz in my head and my thoughts incomplete
Some sounds move me to scream and then
Falling asleep again

Once in a blue moon you feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide
Once in a blue moon you feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Woke up this morning
A song was playing in my head
Pulled the blankets closer
Hunkered down into the bed

Fragments of dreams
Swam hazily inside my mind
Mixed up patchwork images
Form hidden meanings left to find

If I get up to start my day
Before the mysteries revealed
I’ll go round feeling haunted
By this secret that’s been sealed away

Why do these people follow me
Through my nocturnal daze?
Mix up the year, mix up the place
Mix up the name and face

Rode the train this morning
To the end of the line
Forgot where I was going
Seems I lost all track of time

That same old song was playing
Looping endless in my brain
While dream sequences flooded in
More real than the rain outside

If I get up to start my day
Before the mysteries revealed
I’ll go round feeling haunted
By this secret that’s been sealed away

Why do these people follow me
Through my nocturnal daze?
Mix up the year, mix up the place
Mix up the name and face

Lovers I forgot about
Places that I’ve never been
Jobs that I quit years ago
Younger than I’ll ever be again

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long, long ways from home
A long, long way from home

Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
A long, long ways from home
A long, long way from home

True believer, a long way from home
A long, long way from my home
A long, long way from my home

— Anonymous American spiritual arranged by Anji Bee (BMI)

The touch of your hands
Soothing my soul
With your caress
I am made whole
Just couldn’t ask
For anything more
Lazy love days
Meant to explore

The smell of your skin
Familiar and warm
Rustle of sheets
Outlining your form
You pull me close
Make me your own
Here in your arms
I’ve found my home

Oh, I could never go back again
No, not since I’ve found you, dear
No, I could never return to him
Oh, how I long to stay here
Here with you

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Wonderin’ why you’re all alone again
Feel as if you haven’t got a friend in this world
But I’m here

Even if we were the only two left on this star
Think of all the things that we could do; we could go far

Singing songs to the empty universe
Sowing seeds through the empty universe
And you never know what might grow

Singing songs to the empty universe
Sowing seeds through the empty universe
And you never know what might grow

Oh, oh, oh empty universe (x3)

Wonderin’ why you’re all alone again

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Only so many ways one
Can play that same ole damn song
Only so many phrasings and so many tunings
Before the whole thing just sounds wrong

Have we reached the end of the record?
Is the needle just caught in the groove?
But I’m too tired to get up
I’m too tired to pick up and move

Tell me, what am I to do?

Only so many ways one
Can say those old words “good bye”
Only so many phrasings and so many gestures
Before you just break down and cry

Have we reached the end of the record?
Is the needle just caught in the groove?
But we’re too tired to get up
We’re too tired to pick up and move

Tell me whatcha gonna do?
Hey hey
Hey now, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do?

— By Anji Bee (BMI)