- After The Rain
Written by Richard Hawley
Produced by David Arnold
from the album The Performance (2009)
After the rains have gone
Something inside me I know
Is dying for you
The sleet and the snow
- Cry Me A River
You cried the whole night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river, I cried a river over you
And Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river, mmm...cry me a river
I cried a river over you
- Get The Party Started
I'm comin' up so you better get this party started
I'm comin' up so you better get this party started
Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waitin' for me to arrive
Sendin' out the message to all of my friends
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lotsa style,
- I Capricorn
I Capricorn,
Child of the morning,
Climber of rainbows,
Rider of winds.
And I have summer days to squander,
Seven lives to live,
All the fires of winter,
- Killing Me Softly
I heard she sang a good song, I heard she had a style.
And so I came to see her and listen for a while.
And there she was this young girl, a stranger to my eyes.
Strumming my pain with her fingers,
singing my life with her words,
killing me softly with her song,
killing me softly with her song,
- Nice Men
Night arrived in a shiny dress, the water calm and still
The only sound for miles around was a hungry cat on a windowsill
In amongst the quiet, something strange was going on,
Where have all the nice men, where have all the good men
Where have all the bad men gone?
Mothers wept, fathers went out searching for a wife
- No Good About Goodbye
Where is the solace that I crave?
Will it still haunt me to my grave?
Too broken to forget, too painful to relive now
There may be other arms to hold
They'll only keep me from the cold
There will always be a space, a fact I have to face now
How long does a heart stay broken?
- You'll Never Walk Alone
when you walk through a storm
hold your head up high
and don't be afraid of the dark.
at the end of the storm
is a golden sky
and the sweet silver song of a lark
walk on through the wind