<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:25:53.987-08:00</updated><category term='YOU&apos;RE THE INSPIRATION - Chicago'/><category term='AUBREY - Bread'/><category term='BURNING LOVE - Elvis Presley'/><category term='YESTERDAY ONCE MORE - Carpenters'/><category term='DUST IN THE WIND - Kansas'/><category term='THERE&apos;S A KIND OF HUSH - Carpenters'/><category term='WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS - Toto'/><category term='CAN&apos;T SMILE WITHOUT YOU - Carpenters'/><category term='RHYTHM OF THE RAIN - Cascades'/><category term='CANDLE IN THE WIND - Elton John'/><category term='HORSE WITH NO NAME - America'/><category term='I WON&apos;T HOLD YOU BACK - Toto'/><category term='YOU CAN DO MAGIC - America'/><category term='BLUE SUEDE SHOES - Elvis Presley'/><category term='IF - Bread'/><category term='LOST IN LOVE - Air Supply'/><category term='YESTERDAY - Beatles'/><category term='NO MORE - Elvis Presley'/><category term='G.I. 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Carpenters'/><category term='WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD - Louis Armstrong'/><category term='LET IT BE - Beatles'/><category term='MICHELLE - Beatles'/><category term='SISTER GOLDEN HAIR - America'/><category term='MAKE IT WITH YOU - Bread'/><category term='EVERYTHING I OWN - Bread'/><category term='CHANCES - Air Supply'/><category term='THE ONE THAT YOU LOVE - Air Supply'/><category term='TEDDY BEAR - Elvis Presley'/><category term='HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU - Sayasuree'/><category term='GOODBYE - Air Supply'/><category term='AND I LOVE HER - Beatles'/><category term='ALL OUT OF LOVE - Air Supply'/><category term='THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD - Beatles'/><title type='text'>SONGS OF YESTERYEARS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1785024030020564093</id><published>2007-12-07T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:05:43.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEN - Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>BEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AE4AAGPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AE4AAGPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, the two of us need look no more&lt;br /&gt;We both found what we were looking for&lt;br /&gt;With a friend to call my own&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be alone&lt;br /&gt;And you, my friend, will see&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(you've got a friend in me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben, you're always running here and there&lt;br /&gt;You feel you're not wanted anywhere&lt;br /&gt;If you ever look behind&lt;br /&gt;And don't like what you find&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing you should know&lt;br /&gt;You've got a place to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(you've got a place to go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I used to say "I" and "me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now it's "us", now it's "we"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I used to say "I" and "me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now it's "us", now it's "we"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ben, most people would turn you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't listen to a word they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;They don't see you as I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wish they would try to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm sure they'd think again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If they had a friend like Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(a friend) &lt;/span&gt;Like Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(like Ben)&lt;/span&gt; Like Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1785024030020564093?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/1785024030020564093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=1785024030020564093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1785024030020564093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1785024030020564093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/ben.html' title='BEN'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-612025776375920684</id><published>2007-12-07T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:00:50.399-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CANDLE IN THE WIND - Elton John'/><title type='text'>CANDLE IN THE WIND (TRIBUTE TO PRINCESS DIANA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AECEEBP0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AECEEBP0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;                       &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye England's rose&lt;br /&gt;May you ever grow in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;You were the grace that placed itself&lt;br /&gt;Where lives were torn apart&lt;br /&gt;You called out to our country&lt;br /&gt;And you whispered to those in pain&lt;br /&gt;Now you belong to heaven&lt;br /&gt;And the stars spell out your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And it seems to me you lived your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Like a candle in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Never fading with the sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When the rain set in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And your footsteps will always fall you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Along England's greenest hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your candle's burned out long before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your legend never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveliness we've lost&lt;br /&gt;These empty days without your smile&lt;br /&gt;This torch we'll always carry&lt;br /&gt;For our nation's golden child&lt;br /&gt;And even though we try&lt;br /&gt;The truth brings us to tears&lt;br /&gt;All our words cannot express&lt;br /&gt;The joy you brought us through the years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And it seems to me you lived your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Like a candle in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Never fading with the sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When the rain set in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And your footsteps will always fall you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Along England's greenest hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your candle's burned out long before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your legend never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye England's rose&lt;br /&gt;May you ever grow in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;You were the grace that placed itself&lt;br /&gt;Where lives were torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye England's rose&lt;br /&gt;From a country lost without your soul&lt;br /&gt;Who'll miss the wings of your compassion&lt;br /&gt;More than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And it seems to me you lived your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Like a candle in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Never fading with the sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When the rain set in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And you footsteps will always fall you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Along England's greenest hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your candle's burned out long before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your legend never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-612025776375920684?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/612025776375920684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=612025776375920684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/612025776375920684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/612025776375920684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/candle-in-wind-tribute-to-princess.html' title='CANDLE IN THE WIND (TRIBUTE TO PRINCESS DIANA)'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6859406812093325346</id><published>2007-12-07T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:54:20.720-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ONE DAY IN YOUR LIFE - Michael Jackson'/><title type='text'>ONE DAY IN YOUR LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: georgia;" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AE4AC4PB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AE4AC4PB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One day in your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you'll remember a place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Someone's touching your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll come back and you'll look around you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One day in your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll remember the love you found here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll remember me somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though you don't need me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I will stay in your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And when things fall apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll remember one day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;One day in your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you find that you're always waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;For the love we used to share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Just call my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;And I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll remember me somehow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Though you don't need me now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I will stay in your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And when things fall apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You'll remember one day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;One day in your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;When you find that you're always longing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;for the love we used to share &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Just call my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;And I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;(Ohh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6859406812093325346?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6859406812093325346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6859406812093325346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6859406812093325346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6859406812093325346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-day-in-your-life.html' title='ONE DAY IN YOUR LIFE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1918228180010083180</id><published>2007-12-05T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T09:09:52.177-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU&apos;RE THE INSPIRATION - Chicago'/><title type='text'>YOU'RE THE INSPIRATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V27G040PA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V27G040PA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know our love was meant to be&lt;br /&gt;The kind of love to last forever&lt;br /&gt;And I want you here with me&lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;Always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;In my heart&lt;br /&gt;In my soul&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the meaning in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You bring feeling to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wanna have you near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wanna have you hear me saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"No one needs you more than I need you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(And I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know that it's plain to see&lt;br /&gt;So in love when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Now I know &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Now I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;From tonight until the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (Yes, you need to know )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You're in my heart&lt;br /&gt;In my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the meaning in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You bring feeling to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Wanna have you near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I wanna have you hear me saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"No one needs you more than I need you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(No one needs you more than I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wanna have you near me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have you hear me saying&lt;br /&gt;"No one needs you more than I need you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(No one needs you more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the meaning in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You bring feeling to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're the inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;'Til the end of time&lt;br /&gt;When you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;Always on my mind/&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No one needs you more than I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;'Til the end of time&lt;br /&gt;When you love somebody&lt;br /&gt;Always on my mind/&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; No on needs you more than I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1918228180010083180?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/1918228180010083180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=1918228180010083180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1918228180010083180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1918228180010083180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/youre-inspiration.html' title='YOU&apos;RE THE INSPIRATION'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-4639184057564614297</id><published>2007-12-05T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:42:45.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AFRICA - Toto'/><title type='text'>AFRICA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: georgia;" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2A0BCBDPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2A0BCBDPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hear the drums echoing tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;She's coming in 12:30 flight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I stopped an old man along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hoping to find some long forgotten words or ancinet melodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He turned to me as if to say, Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I bless the rains down in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Gonna take some time to do the things we never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The wild dogs cry out in the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As they grow restless longing for some solitary company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know that I must do what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serangetti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;(Instrumental break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hurry boy, she's waiting there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I bless the rains down in Africa, I passed some rains down in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I bless the rains down in Africa, I passed some rains down in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I bless the rains down in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Gonna take some time to do the things we never had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-4639184057564614297?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/4639184057564614297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=4639184057564614297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/4639184057564614297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/4639184057564614297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/africa.html' title='AFRICA'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-3145410461304747414</id><published>2007-12-05T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:38:01.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I WON&apos;T HOLD YOU BACK - Toto'/><title type='text'>I WON'T HOLD YOU BACK NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V274DFP0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V274DFP0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had another chance tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right&lt;br /&gt;Time can erase the love we shared&lt;br /&gt;But it gives me time to realize just how much you cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're gone, I'm really not the same,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I held myself to blame&lt;br /&gt;Time can erase the things we said&lt;br /&gt;But it gives me time to realize that you're the one who's sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know I won't hold you back now, the love we had just can't be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know I can't hold you back now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm alone it gives me time to think about the years that you were mine&lt;br /&gt;Time can erase the love we shared&lt;br /&gt;But it gives me time to realize just how much you cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Instrumental break) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know I won't hold you back now, the love we had just can't be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know I can't hold you back now, the love we had just can't be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-3145410461304747414?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/3145410461304747414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=3145410461304747414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3145410461304747414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3145410461304747414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-wont-hold-you-back-now.html' title='I WON&apos;T HOLD YOU BACK NOW'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-5507014665346365769</id><published>2007-12-05T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:25:24.115-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS - Toto'/><title type='text'>WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BEBEEPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BEBEEPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you all&lt;br /&gt;See the love there that's sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While my guitar gently weeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping&lt;br /&gt;Still my guitar gently weeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't know why nobody told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How to unfold your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't know how someone controlled you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;They bought and sold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the world and I notice it's turning&lt;br /&gt;While my guitar gently weeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every mistake we must surely be learning&lt;br /&gt;Still my guitar gently weeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't know how you were diverted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You were perverted too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't know how you were inverted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No one alerted you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping&lt;br /&gt;While my guitar gently weeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you all...&lt;br /&gt;Still my guitar gently weeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-5507014665346365769?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/5507014665346365769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=5507014665346365769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5507014665346365769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5507014665346365769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/while-my-guitar-gently-weeps.html' title='WHILE MY GUITAR GENTLY WEEPS'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7378954199707815409</id><published>2007-12-05T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T08:03:59.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE - Beegees'/><title type='text'>HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AE7D0CPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AE7D0CPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your eyes in the morning sun&lt;br /&gt;I feel you touch me in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;And the moment that you wander far from me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel you in my arms again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you come to me on a summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm in your love and then softly leave&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How deep is your love? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(how deep is your love?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I really need to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Breaking us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When they all should let us be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;You know the door to my very soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the light in my deepest darkest hour&lt;br /&gt;You're my saviour when I fall&lt;br /&gt;And you may not think&lt;br /&gt;I care for you&lt;br /&gt;When you know down inside&lt;br /&gt;That I really do&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How deep is your love? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(how deep is your love?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I really need to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Breaking us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When they all should let us be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How deep is your love? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(how deep is your love?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I really need to learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Breaking us down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When they all should let us be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How deep is your love? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(how deep is your love?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7378954199707815409?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7378954199707815409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7378954199707815409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7378954199707815409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7378954199707815409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/how-deep-is-your-love.html' title='HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7662751072376244659</id><published>2007-12-05T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:54:42.501-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOLIDAY - Beegees'/><title type='text'>HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V27GCAEPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V27GCAEPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh you're a holiday , such a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Ooh you're a holiday , such a holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's something I thinks worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If the puppet makes you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If not then you're throwing stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Throwing stones, throwing stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh it's a funny game&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe that it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;Can't think what I've just said&lt;br /&gt;Put the soft pillow on my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Millions of eyes can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yet why am I so blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When the someone else is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's unkind, it's unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;de de de de de de de de de de de de de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;de de de de de de de de de de de de de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yet millions of eyes can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yet why am I so blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When the someone else is me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's unkind, it's unkind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh you're a holiday , ev'ry day , such a holiday&lt;br /&gt;Now it's my turn to say , and I say you're a holiday&lt;br /&gt;It's something I thinks worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;If the puppet makes you smile&lt;br /&gt;If now then you're throwing stones&lt;br /&gt;Throwing stones , throwing stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;de de de de de de de de de de de de de de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7662751072376244659?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7662751072376244659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7662751072376244659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7662751072376244659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7662751072376244659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/holiday.html' title='HOLIDAY'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-8749618130523263813</id><published>2007-12-05T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:47:38.167-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DUST IN THE WIND - Kansas'/><title type='text'>DUST IN THE WIND</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CB4FDPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2CB4FDPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea&lt;br /&gt;All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky&lt;br /&gt;It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-8749618130523263813?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/8749618130523263813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=8749618130523263813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8749618130523263813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8749618130523263813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/dust-in-wind.html' title='DUST IN THE WIND'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6894485020443277371</id><published>2007-12-05T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:35:05.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SISTER GOLDEN HAIR - America'/><title type='text'>SISTER GOLDEN HAIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AB0FFCPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AB0FFCPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I tried to make it Sunday&lt;br /&gt;but I got so damned depressed&lt;br /&gt;That I set my sights on Monday&lt;br /&gt;and I got myself undressed&lt;br /&gt;I ain't ready for the altar&lt;br /&gt;but I do agree there's times&lt;br /&gt;when a woman sure can be a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I keep on thinkin' 'bout you&lt;br /&gt;Sister golden hair surprise&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see it in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I've been one poor correspondent&lt;br /&gt;I've been too too hard to find&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;you ain't been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Will you meet me in the middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Will you meet me in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;will you love me just a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;just enough to show you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Well I tried to fake it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't mind sayin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just can't make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6894485020443277371?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6894485020443277371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6894485020443277371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6894485020443277371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6894485020443277371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/sister-golden-hair.html' title='SISTER GOLDEN HAIR'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6684383100851486752</id><published>2007-12-05T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:30:40.796-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU CAN DO MAGIC - America'/><title type='text'>YOU CAN DO MAGIC</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FF7AGPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FF7AGPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never believed in things that I couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;I said if I can't feel it then how can it be&lt;br /&gt;No no magic could happen to me and then I saw you&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it you took my heart&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't retrieve it said to myself what's it all about&lt;br /&gt;Now I know there can be no doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You can do magic you can have anything that you desire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Magic and you know you're the one who can put out the fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You know darned well when you cast your spell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You will get your way when you hypnotize with your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A heart of stone can turn to clay&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do dot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain is beating upon the window pane&lt;br /&gt;And when the night it gets so cold when I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Again you come to me I hold you tight and the rain disappears&lt;br /&gt;Who would believe it with a word you dry my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;And if I wanted to I could never be free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I never believed it was true but now it's so clear to me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6684383100851486752?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6684383100851486752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6684383100851486752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6684383100851486752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6684383100851486752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-can-do-magic.html' title='YOU CAN DO MAGIC'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-2408955840156151521</id><published>2007-12-05T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:24:16.862-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HORSE WITH NO NAME - America'/><title type='text'>HORSE WITH NO NAME</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V27GBG7PD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V27GBG7PD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life&lt;br /&gt;There were plants and birds and rocks and things&lt;br /&gt;There was sand and hills and rain&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz&lt;br /&gt;And the sky with no clouds&lt;br /&gt;After three days in the desert fun I was looking at a river bed&lt;br /&gt;And the story it told of a river that flowed&lt;br /&gt;Made me sad to think it was dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It felt good to be out of the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In the desert you can't remember your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,la,la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,la,la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nine days I let the horse run free 'cause the desert had turned to sea&lt;br /&gt;There were plants and birds and rocks and things&lt;br /&gt;There was sand and hills and rain&lt;br /&gt;The ocean is a desert with it's life underground&lt;br /&gt;And a perfect disguise above&lt;br /&gt;Under the cities lies a heart made of ground&lt;br /&gt;But the humans will give no love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It felt good to be out of the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In the desert you can't remember your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-2408955840156151521?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/2408955840156151521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=2408955840156151521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2408955840156151521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2408955840156151521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/horse-with-no-name.html' title='HORSE WITH NO NAME'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-8083129310195626778</id><published>2007-12-05T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:17:09.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NO MORE - Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>NO MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FEE4APD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FEE4APD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more do I see the starlight caress your hair&lt;br /&gt;No more feel the tender kisses we used to share&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and clearly my heart remembers&lt;br /&gt;A thousand good-byes could never put out the embers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Darling I love you so and my heart forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Will belong to the memory of the love that we knew before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Please come back to my arms, we belong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Come to me let's be sweethearts again and then let us part no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more do I feel the touch of your hand on mine&lt;br /&gt;No more see the lovelight making your dark eyes shine&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish I never had caused you sorrow&lt;br /&gt;But don't ever say for us there is no tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Darling I love you so and my heart forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Will belong to the memory of the love that we knew before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Please come back to my arms, we belong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Come to me let's be sweethearts again and then let us part no more.&lt;/span&gt;                         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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=8083129310195626778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8083129310195626778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8083129310195626778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-more.html' title='NO MORE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-8974967290968265189</id><published>2007-12-05T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:11:11.685-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TEDDY BEAR - Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>TEDDY BEAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FEEAGPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FEEAGPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby let me be&lt;br /&gt;your lovin' Teddy Bear&lt;br /&gt;Put a chain around my neck&lt;br /&gt;and lead me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me be (oh let him be)&lt;br /&gt;Your Teddy Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't wanna be a tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause tigers play too rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't wanna be a lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause lions ain't the kind you love enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be, your Teddy Bear&lt;br /&gt;Put a chain around my neck&lt;br /&gt;and lead me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me be (oh let him be)&lt;br /&gt;Your Teddy Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby let me be, around you every night&lt;br /&gt;Run your fingers through my hair&lt;br /&gt;And cuddle me real tight&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me be (oh let him be)&lt;br /&gt;Your Teddy Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't wanna be a tiger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause tigers play too rough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't wanna be a lion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Cause lions ain't the kind you love enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna be, your teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;Put a chain around my neck&lt;br /&gt;and lead me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me be (oh let him be)&lt;br /&gt;Your teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me be (oh let him be)&lt;br /&gt;Your teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be your teddy bear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-8974967290968265189?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/8974967290968265189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=8974967290968265189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8974967290968265189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8974967290968265189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/teddy-bear.html' title='TEDDY BEAR'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7348160996775030581</id><published>2007-12-05T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T07:05:28.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLUE SUEDE SHOES - Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>BLUE SUEDE SHOES</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FEEA7PD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FEEA7PD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's one for the money,&lt;br /&gt;Two for the show,&lt;br /&gt;Three to get ready,&lt;br /&gt;Now go, cat, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But don't you step on my blue suede shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You can do anything but lay off of my Blue suede shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can knock me down,&lt;br /&gt;Step in my face,&lt;br /&gt;Slander my name&lt;br /&gt;All over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,&lt;br /&gt;Honey, lay off of my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Don't you step on my Blue suede shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can burn my house,&lt;br /&gt;Steal my car,&lt;br /&gt;Drink my liquor&lt;br /&gt;From an old fruitjar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,&lt;br /&gt;Honey, lay off of my shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Don't you step on my blue suede shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's a blue blue blue suede shoes&lt;br /&gt;Blue blue blue suede shoes&lt;br /&gt;Blue blue blue suede shoes&lt;br /&gt;Blue blue blue suede shoes&lt;br /&gt;You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7348160996775030581?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7348160996775030581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7348160996775030581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7348160996775030581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7348160996775030581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/blue-suede-shoes.html' title='BLUE SUEDE SHOES'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7267133398199123156</id><published>2007-12-05T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T06:54:03.189-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BURNING LOVE - Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>BURNING LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FAGC0P0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FAGC0P0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Almighty, feel my temperature rising.&lt;br /&gt;Higher, higher, it's burning through to my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Girl girl girl, you've gone and set me on fire.&lt;br /&gt;My brain is flaming. I don't know which way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your kisses lift me higher, like the sweet song of a choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And you light my morning sky with burning love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh, I feel my temperature rising.&lt;br /&gt;Help me, I'm flaming, I must be a hundred and nine.&lt;br /&gt;Burning burning burning, and nothing can cool me.&lt;br /&gt;I just might turn into smoke, but I feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your kisses lift me higher, like the sweet song of a choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And you light my morning sky with burning love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's coming closer, the flames are now licking my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="mp3inlyr"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Won't you help me, I feel like I'm slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to breathe, my chest is a-heaving.&lt;br /&gt;Lord have mercy, I'm burning a hole where I lay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your kisses lift me higher, like the sweet song of a choir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And you light my morning sky with burning love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love.&lt;br /&gt;A hunk, a hunk of burning love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7267133398199123156?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7267133398199123156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7267133398199123156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7267133398199123156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7267133398199123156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/burning-love.html' title='BURNING LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-3008103289737211694</id><published>2007-12-05T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T06:42:12.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DON&apos;T BE CRUEL - Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>DON'T BE CRUEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FEDGDPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FEDGDPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can be found,&lt;br /&gt;sitting home all alone,&lt;br /&gt;If you can't come around,&lt;br /&gt;at least please telephone.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Baby, if I made you mad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;for something I might have said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Please, let's forget the past, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;the future looks bright ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't want no other love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Baby it's just you I'm thinking of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop thinking of me,&lt;br /&gt;don't make me feel this way,&lt;br /&gt;Come on over here and love me,&lt;br /&gt;you know what I want you to say.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.&lt;br /&gt;Why should we be apart?&lt;br /&gt;I really love you baby, cross my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Let's walk up to the preacher &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and let us say I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Then you'll know you'll have me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and I'll know that I'll have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I don't want no other love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Baby it's just you I'm thinking of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be cruel to a heart that's true.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want no other love,&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's just you I'm thinking of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-3008103289737211694?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/3008103289737211694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=3008103289737211694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3008103289737211694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3008103289737211694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/dont-be-cruel.html' title='DON&apos;T BE CRUEL'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-3113368006075584745</id><published>2007-12-05T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T06:34:17.651-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='G.I. BLUES - Elvis Presley'/><title type='text'>G.I. BLUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FEEBCPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FEEBCPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They give us a room&lt;br /&gt;with a view of the beautiful Rhine&lt;br /&gt;They give us a room&lt;br /&gt;with a view of the beautiful Rhine&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a muddy old creek&lt;br /&gt;in Texas any old time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got those hup, two, three, four&lt;br /&gt;occupation G.I. Blues&lt;br /&gt;From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes&lt;br /&gt;And if I don't go stateside soon&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blow my fuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get hasenpfeffer&lt;br /&gt;and black pumpernickel for chow&lt;br /&gt;We get hasenpfeffer&lt;br /&gt;and black pumpernickel for chow&lt;br /&gt;I'd blow my next month's pay&lt;br /&gt;for a slice of Texas cow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to be heroes,&lt;br /&gt;but all that we do here is march&lt;br /&gt;We'd like to be heroes,&lt;br /&gt;but all that we do here is march&lt;br /&gt;And they don't give the Purple Heart&lt;br /&gt;for a fallen arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got those hup, two, three, four&lt;br /&gt;occupation G.I. Blues&lt;br /&gt;From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes&lt;br /&gt;And if I don't go stateside soon&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blow my fuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frauleins are pretty as flowers&lt;br /&gt;But we can't make a pass&lt;br /&gt;The frauleins are pretty as flowers&lt;br /&gt;But we can't make a pass&lt;br /&gt;Cause they're all wearin' signs saying:&lt;br /&gt;"Keepen sie off the grass"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got those hup, two, three, four&lt;br /&gt;occupation G.I. Blues&lt;br /&gt;From my G.I. hair to the heels of my G.I. shoes&lt;br /&gt;And if I don't go stateside soon&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna blow my fuse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-3113368006075584745?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/3113368006075584745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=3113368006075584745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3113368006075584745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3113368006075584745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/gi-blues.html' title='G.I. BLUES'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-4657087691286297763</id><published>2007-12-05T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T06:22:52.718-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RHYTHM OF THE RAIN - Cascades'/><title type='text'>RHYTHM OF THE RAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2F7ACEPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2F7ACEPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 51); font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Telling me just what a fool I've been&lt;br /&gt;I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain&lt;br /&gt;And let me be alone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only girl I care about has gone away&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a brand new start&lt;br /&gt;But little does she know&lt;br /&gt;That when she left that day&lt;br /&gt;Along with her she took my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Rain please tell me now does that seem fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;For her to steal my heart away when she don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I can't love another when my hearts somewhere far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only girl I care about has gone away&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a brand new start&lt;br /&gt;But little does she know that when she left that day&lt;br /&gt;Along with her she took my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Rain won't you tell her that I love her so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Please ask the sun to set her heart aglow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Rain in her heart and let the love we knew start to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Telling me just what a fool I've been&lt;br /&gt;I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain&lt;br /&gt;And let me be alone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, listen to the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Pitter pater, pitter pater&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, listen to the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Pitter pater, pitter pater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-4657087691286297763?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/4657087691286297763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=4657087691286297763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/4657087691286297763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/4657087691286297763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/rhythm-of-rain.html' title='RHYTHM OF THE RAIN'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6621248427507113551</id><published>2007-12-05T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:54:05.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;D LOVE YOU TO WANT ME - Lobo'/><title type='text'>I'D LOVE YOU TO WANT ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: georgia;" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FFBDBPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FFBDBPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When I saw you standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I about fell off my chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;When you moved your mouth to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I felt the blood go to my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now it took time for me to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;What you tried so not to show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Something in my soul just cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I see the want in your blue eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Chorus :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Baby, I'd love you to want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;The way that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;The way that it should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Baby, you'd love me to want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;The way that I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;If you'd only let it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You told yourself years ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;You'd never let your feelings show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The obligation that you made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For the title that they gave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Repeat chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Repeat verse 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Repeat chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6621248427507113551?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6621248427507113551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6621248427507113551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6621248427507113551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6621248427507113551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/id-love-you-to-want-me.html' title='I&apos;D LOVE YOU TO WANT ME'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-3448989655552471234</id><published>2007-12-05T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:46:19.884-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE ONE THAT YOU LOVE - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>THE ONE THAT YOU LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AD4DDEPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AD4DDEPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the night has gone&lt;br /&gt;Now the night has gone away&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't seem that long&lt;br /&gt;We hardly had two words to say&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms for just another day&lt;br /&gt;I promise this one will go slow&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we have the right you know&lt;br /&gt;We have the right you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say the morning's come&lt;br /&gt;Don't say the morning's come, so soon&lt;br /&gt;Must we end this way&lt;br /&gt;When so much here is hard to lose&lt;br /&gt;Love is everywhere I know it is&lt;br /&gt;Such moments as this are too few&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's all up to you&lt;br /&gt;It's all up to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Chorus) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Here I am, the one that you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Asking for another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Understand, the one that you love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Loves you in so many ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me we can stay&lt;br /&gt;Tell me we can stay, oh please&lt;br /&gt;Those are the words to say&lt;br /&gt;The only words I can believe&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms for just another day&lt;br /&gt;I promise this one will go slow&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we have the right you know&lt;br /&gt;We have the right you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Chorus 2X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;The night has gone, a part of yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Chorus 2X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-3448989655552471234?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/3448989655552471234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=3448989655552471234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3448989655552471234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3448989655552471234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-that-you-love.html' title='THE ONE THAT YOU LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1651685565685368261</id><published>2007-12-05T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:37:02.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TWO LESS LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>TWO LESS LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2ACBF7FPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2ACBF7FPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;I was down my dreams were wearing thin&lt;br /&gt;When you're lost where do you begin&lt;br /&gt;My heart always seemed to drift from day to day&lt;br /&gt;Looking for the love that never came my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you smiled and I reached out to you&lt;br /&gt;I could tell you were lonely too&lt;br /&gt;One look and then it all began for you and me&lt;br /&gt;The moment that we touched I knew that there would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Two less lonely people in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And it's gonna be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of all the people in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just can't believe you're mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In my life where everything was wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Something finally went right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now there's two less lonely people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In the world tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to think what I might have missed&lt;br /&gt;Looking back how did I exist&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed, still I never thought I'd come this far&lt;br /&gt;But miracles come true, I know 'cause here we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Adlib)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Tonight I fell in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;And all the things I never knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Seemed to come to me somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Baby, love is here and now there's...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(CHORUS)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1651685565685368261?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/1651685565685368261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=1651685565685368261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1651685565685368261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1651685565685368261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/two-less-lonely-people-in-world.html' title='TWO LESS LONELY PEOPLE IN THE WORLD'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-3792516998376032538</id><published>2007-12-05T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:27:30.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EVERY WOMAN IN THE WORLD - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>EVERY WOMAN IN THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V27DEB4P0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V27DEB4P0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;pre  class="lc" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Every night seems dinner and wine&lt;br /&gt;Saturday girls&lt;br /&gt;I was never in love, never had the time&lt;br /&gt;In my hustle and hurry world&lt;br /&gt;Laughing myself to sleep, waking up lonely&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone to hold me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a crazy home town&lt;br /&gt;It can drag you down&lt;br /&gt;Till you run out of dreams&lt;br /&gt;So you party all night to the music and lights&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know what happiness means&lt;br /&gt;I was dancing in the dark with strangers&lt;br /&gt;No love around me&lt;br /&gt;When suddenly you found me, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Girl, you're every woman in the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're my fantasy, you're my reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Girl, you're every woman in the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're everything I need, you're everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything good, everything fine&lt;br /&gt;That's what you are&lt;br /&gt;So put your hand in mine and together we'll climb&lt;br /&gt;As high as the highest star&lt;br /&gt;I'm living the lifetime in every minute&lt;br /&gt;That we're together&lt;br /&gt;And I'm staying right here forever, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Girl, you're every woman in the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're my fantasy, you're my reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Girl, you're every woman in the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You're everything I need, you're everything to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-3792516998376032538?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/3792516998376032538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=3792516998376032538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3792516998376032538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/3792516998376032538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/every-woman-in-world.html' title='EVERY WOMAN IN THE WORLD'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7947839227080600333</id><published>2007-12-05T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:15:27.503-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST WITHOUT YOUR LOVE - Bread'/><title type='text'>LOST WITHOUT YOUR LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2ACAGFBP0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2ACAGFBP0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and all alone&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I could make it on my own&lt;br /&gt;Since you left I hardly make it through the day&lt;br /&gt;My tears get in the way&lt;br /&gt;And I need you back to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wander through the night&lt;br /&gt;And search the world to find&lt;br /&gt;The words to make it right&lt;br /&gt;All I want is just the way it used to be&lt;br /&gt;With you here close to me&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to make you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That I’m lost without your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Life without you isn’t worth the trouble of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I’m as helpless as a ship without a wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A touch without a feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I can’t believe it’s real...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And someday soon I’ll wake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And find my heart won’t have to break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Adlib)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Yes I’m lost without your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Life without you isn’t worth the trouble of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;All I want is just the way it used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I need you here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh darlin’ can’t you see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If we had love before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We can have it back once more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7947839227080600333?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7947839227080600333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7947839227080600333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7947839227080600333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7947839227080600333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/lost-without-your-love.html' title='LOST WITHOUT YOUR LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1933683310071267742</id><published>2007-12-05T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:09:05.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GUITAR MAN - Bread'/><title type='text'>GUITAR MAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2ABF007PAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2ABF007PAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who draws the crowd and plays so loud,&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's the guitar man.&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna steal the show, you know&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's the guitar man,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He can make you laugh, he can make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He will bring you down, then he'll get you high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Somethin' keeps him goin', miles and miles a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;To find another place to play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night after night who treats you right,&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's the guitar man&lt;br /&gt;Who's on the radio, you go listen&lt;br /&gt;To the guitar man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he comes to town, and you see his face,&lt;br /&gt;And you think you might like to take his place&lt;br /&gt;Somethin' keeps him driftin' miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for the songs to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along,&lt;br /&gt;You want to get the meaning out of each and ev'ry song&lt;br /&gt;Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own&lt;br /&gt;And take them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He can make you love, he can get you high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;He will bring you down, then he'll make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Somethin' keeps him movin', but no one seems to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;What it is that makes him go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim&lt;br /&gt;The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin&lt;br /&gt;But he never seems to notice he's just got to find&lt;br /&gt;Another place to play,&lt;br /&gt;Anyway got to play, anyway Got to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1933683310071267742?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/1933683310071267742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=1933683310071267742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1933683310071267742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1933683310071267742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/guitar-man.html' title='GUITAR MAN'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6416325902745405230</id><published>2007-12-05T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:03:52.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAKE IT WITH YOU - Bread'/><title type='text'>MAKE IT WITH YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2F7B7APD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2F7B7APD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey have you ever tried,&lt;br /&gt;Really reaching out for the other side?&lt;br /&gt;I maybe climbing on rainbows&lt;br /&gt;But, baby here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams there for those who sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Life is for us to keep,&lt;br /&gt;And if you're wond'ring&lt;br /&gt;What this song is leading to&lt;br /&gt;I want to make it with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I really think that we can make it girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, you don't know me well,&lt;br /&gt;In ev'ry little thing only time will tell,&lt;br /&gt;But you believe the things that I do.&lt;br /&gt;And we'll see it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be short or long,&lt;br /&gt;Love can be right or wrong,&lt;br /&gt;And if I chose the one&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to help me through,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make it with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I really think that we can make it girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Adlib)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Baby you know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams they're for those who sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Life is for us to keep&lt;br /&gt;And if I chose the one&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to help me through,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to make it with you&lt;br /&gt;I really think that we can make it girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6416325902745405230?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6416325902745405230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6416325902745405230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6416325902745405230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6416325902745405230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/make-it-with-you.html' title='MAKE IT WITH YOU'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7441068874426745351</id><published>2007-12-04T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T04:36:03.474-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GOODBYE - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2F7C4GPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2F7C4GPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the pain living in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I know how hard you try&lt;br /&gt;You deserve to have much more&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your heart and I sympathize&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never criticize&lt;br /&gt;All you've ever meant to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't want to let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't want to lead you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;i don't want to hold you back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;From where you might belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You would never ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My heart is so disguised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I would rather hurt myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Than to ever make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There's nothing left to say but goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve the chance at the kind of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure I'm worthy of&lt;br /&gt;Losing you is painful to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't want to let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I don't want to lead you on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;i don't want to hold you back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;From where you might belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You would never ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My heart is so disguised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I would rather hurt myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Than to ever make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There's nothing left to say but goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;You would never ask me why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My heart is so disguised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I just can't live a lie anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I would rather hurt myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Than to ever make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There's nothing left to try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Though it's gonna hurt us both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;There's no other way than to say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7441068874426745351?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7441068874426745351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7441068874426745351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7441068874426745351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7441068874426745351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/goodbye.html' title='GOODBYE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-2361160860345609414</id><published>2007-12-04T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:55:00.746-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CHANCES - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>CHANCES</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FAF0FPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FAF0FPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance you will be there&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to know the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'll find it out somehow&lt;br /&gt;The chances aren't too strong&lt;br /&gt;A chance you will be there&lt;br /&gt;Please be there alone&lt;br /&gt;Help me speak of love&lt;br /&gt;Chances aren't enough&lt;br /&gt;Ones too good to miss&lt;br /&gt;Chances aren't too strong&lt;br /&gt;A Chance is all there is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance you will be there&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what to do&lt;br /&gt;How to play my role&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it up to you&lt;br /&gt;If I disguise my smile&lt;br /&gt;It gives too much away&lt;br /&gt;What if we can't speak&lt;br /&gt;What then shall I say&lt;br /&gt;Don't you be too long&lt;br /&gt;Something has gone wrong&lt;br /&gt;The chances are all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(Repeat) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-2361160860345609414?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/2361160860345609414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=2361160860345609414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2361160860345609414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2361160860345609414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/chances.html' title='CHANCES'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-8697052227421472477</id><published>2007-12-04T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:50:32.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOST IN LOVE - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>LOST IN LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2FA7FCPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2FA7FCPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize the best part of love is the thinnest lace&lt;br /&gt;And it don't count for much but I'm not letting go&lt;br /&gt;I believe there's still much to believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lift your eyes if you feel you can&lt;br /&gt;Reach for a star and I'll show you a plan&lt;br /&gt;I figured it out&lt;br /&gt;What I needed was someone to show me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You know you can't fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I've been loving you too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;It started so easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You want to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lost in love and I don't know much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Was I thinking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Fell out of touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;But I'm back on my feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Eager to be what you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lift your eyes if you feel you can&lt;br /&gt;Reach for a star and I'll show you a plan&lt;br /&gt;I figured it out&lt;br /&gt;What I needed was someone to show me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You know you can't fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I've been loving you too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;It started so easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You want to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You know you can't fool me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;I've been loving you too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;It started so easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You want to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now I'm lost, lost in love, lost in love, lost in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now I'm lost, lost in love, lost in love, lost in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lost in love, lost in love, lost in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lost in love, lost in love, lost in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-8697052227421472477?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/8697052227421472477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=8697052227421472477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8697052227421472477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/8697052227421472477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/lost-in-love.html' title='LOST IN LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-5148989272736689114</id><published>2007-12-04T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:46:17.576-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MAKING LOVE OUT OF NOTHING AT ALL - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>MAKING LOVE OUT OF NOTHING AT ALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2F07DDPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2F07DDPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know just how to whisper&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to cry&lt;br /&gt;I know just where to find the answers&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to lie&lt;br /&gt;I know just how to fake it&lt;br /&gt;And I know just how to scheme&lt;br /&gt;I know just when to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;And then I know just when to dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know just where to touch you&lt;br /&gt;And I know just what to prove&lt;br /&gt;I know when to pull you closer&lt;br /&gt;And I know when to let you loose&lt;br /&gt;And I know the night is fading&lt;br /&gt;And I know the time's gonna fly&lt;br /&gt;And I'm never gonna tell you&lt;br /&gt;Everything I gotta tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I know I gotta give it a try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know the roads to riches&lt;br /&gt;And I know the ways to fame&lt;br /&gt;I know all the rules&lt;br /&gt;And I know how to break 'em&lt;br /&gt;And I always know the name of the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how to leave you&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how you do it&lt;br /&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see you all the rays of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Are streaming through the waves in your hair&lt;br /&gt;And every star in the sky is taking aim at your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like a spotlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beating of my heart is a drum and it's lost&lt;br /&gt;And it's looking for a rhythm like you&lt;br /&gt;You can take the darkness from the pit of the night&lt;br /&gt;And turn into a beacon burning endlessly bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta follow it 'cause everything I know&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nothing till I give it to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can make the runner stumble&lt;br /&gt;I can make the final block&lt;br /&gt;I can make every tackle at the sound of the whistle&lt;br /&gt;I can make all the stadiums rock&lt;br /&gt;I can make tonight forever&lt;br /&gt;Or I can make it disappear by the dawn&lt;br /&gt;I can make every promise that has ever been made&lt;br /&gt;I can make all your demons be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm never gonna make it without you&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to see me crawl&lt;br /&gt;And I'm never gonna make it like you do&lt;br /&gt;Making love out of nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all, out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Out of nothing at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-5148989272736689114?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/5148989272736689114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=5148989272736689114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5148989272736689114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5148989272736689114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/making-love-out-of-nothing-at-all.html' title='MAKING LOVE OUT OF NOTHING AT ALL'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-189684105732395939</id><published>2007-12-04T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:39:08.599-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALL OUT OF LOVE - Air Supply'/><title type='text'>ALL OUT OF LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V277BFBPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V277BFBPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying alone with my head on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you till it hurts&lt;br /&gt;I know you hurt too but what else can we do&lt;br /&gt;Tormented and torn apart&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could carry your smile and my heart&lt;br /&gt;For times when my life feels so low&lt;br /&gt;It would make me believe what tomorrow could bring&lt;br /&gt;When today doesn't really know, doesn't really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I 'm all out of love, I'm so lost without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I know you were right believing for so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I 'm all out of love, what am I without you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I can't be too late to say that I was so wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to come back and carry me home&lt;br /&gt;Away from this long lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too&lt;br /&gt;Does the feeling seem oh so right&lt;br /&gt;And what would you say if I called on you now&lt;br /&gt;And said that I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;There's no easy way, it gets harder each day&lt;br /&gt;Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;What are you thinking of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chorus(3x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-189684105732395939?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/189684105732395939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=189684105732395939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/189684105732395939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/189684105732395939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/all-out-of-love.html' title='ALL OUT OF LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-674166931587880841</id><published>2007-12-04T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:23:41.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU - Sayasuree'/><title type='text'>HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2ADBCDGPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2ADBCDGPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess mine is not the first heart broken&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are not the first to cry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the first to know there's just no gettin' over you&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm just a fool who's willing&lt;br /&gt;To sit around and wait for you&lt;br /&gt;But Baby can't you see there's nothing else for me to do&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopelessly devoted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now there's nowhere to hide since you pushed my love aside&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of my head hopelessly devoted to you.&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is sayin' " Fool forget him"&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sayin' "Don't let go hold on to the end"&lt;br /&gt;And that's what I intend to do -&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopelessly devoted to you. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now there's nowhere to hide since you pushed my love aside&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of my head hopelessly devoted to you.&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you -&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly devoted to you. -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-674166931587880841?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/674166931587880841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=674166931587880841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/674166931587880841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/674166931587880841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/hopelessly-devoted-to-you.html' title='HOPELESSLY DEVOTED TO YOU'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-755957139233595698</id><published>2007-12-04T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:21:00.329-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EVERYTHING I OWN - Bread'/><title type='text'>EVERYTHING I OWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CC7F0P0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2CC7F0P0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sheltered me from harm&lt;br /&gt;Kept me warm, Kept me warm&lt;br /&gt;You gave my life to me&lt;br /&gt;Set me free, Set me free&lt;br /&gt;The finest years I ever knew,&lt;br /&gt;We're all the years I had with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And I will give everything I own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll give my life, my heart, my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I will give everything I own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just to have you back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me how to love,&lt;br /&gt;What its all, all above&lt;br /&gt;You never said too much&lt;br /&gt;But still you showed the way&lt;br /&gt;In my new, I'm watching you&lt;br /&gt;Nobody else will ever know&lt;br /&gt;The part of me that can't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I will give anything I own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll give up my life, my heart, my home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I will give everything I own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just to have you back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Is there someone you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You're loving them so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;But taking them all for-granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;You may lose them one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Someone takes them away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;And they don't hear the words you long to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I would give anything I own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll give up my life, my heart, my home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I will give everthing I own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just to have you back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Just to touch you once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-755957139233595698?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/755957139233595698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=755957139233595698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/755957139233595698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/755957139233595698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/everything-i-own.html' title='EVERYTHING I OWN'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-8772375011866923432</id><published>2007-12-04T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:07:20.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IF - Bread'/><title type='text'>IF</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V24ABBBPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V24ABBBPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a picture paints a thousand words,&lt;br /&gt;Then why can't I paint you?&lt;br /&gt;The words will never show the you I've come to know.&lt;br /&gt;If a face could launch a thousand ships,&lt;br /&gt;Then where am I to go?&lt;br /&gt;There's no one home but you,&lt;br /&gt;You're all that's left me too.&lt;br /&gt;And when my love for life is running dry,&lt;br /&gt;You come and pour yourself on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a man could be two places at one time,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.&lt;br /&gt;If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,&lt;br /&gt;I'd spend the end with you.&lt;br /&gt;And when the world was through,&lt;br /&gt;Then one by one the stars would all go out,&lt;br /&gt;Then you and I would simply fly away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-8772375011866923432?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7904461234743561986</id><published>2007-12-04T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:02:28.352-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AUBREY - Bread'/><title type='text'>AUBREY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="315" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V274DCGPD&amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;songID=V274DCGPD" width="315" height="80"  scale="noscale" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aubrey was her name, &lt;br /&gt;A not so very ordinary girl or name. &lt;br /&gt;But who's to blame? &lt;br /&gt;For a love that wouldn't bloom &lt;br /&gt;For the hearts that never played in tune. &lt;br /&gt;Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing, &lt;br /&gt;Take away the words that rhyme it doesn't mean a thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aubrey was her name. &lt;br /&gt;We triped the light and danced together to the moon, &lt;br /&gt;But where was June. &lt;br /&gt;No it never came around. &lt;br /&gt;If it did it never made a sound, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was absent or was listening to fast, &lt;br /&gt;Catching all the words, but then the meaning going past, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God I miss the girl, &lt;br /&gt;And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be &lt;br /&gt;Closer to her than to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Aubrey was her name, &lt;br /&gt;I never knew her, but I loved her just the same, &lt;br /&gt;I loved her name. &lt;br /&gt;Wish that I had found the way &lt;br /&gt;And the reasons that would make her stay. &lt;br /&gt;I have learned to lead a life apart from all the rest. &lt;br /&gt;If I can't have the one I want, I'll do without the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how I miss the girl &lt;br /&gt;And I'd go a million times around the world just to say &lt;br /&gt;She had been mine for a day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-7904461234743561986?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/7904461234743561986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=7904461234743561986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7904461234743561986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/7904461234743561986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/aubrey.html' title='AUBREY'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-9084939308693205488</id><published>2007-12-04T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T16:57:11.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD - Louis Armstrong'/><title type='text'>WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AEA4BFPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AEA4BFPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I see trees of green, red roses too&lt;br /&gt;I see them bloom for me and you&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see skies of blue and clouds of white&lt;br /&gt;The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Are also on the faces of people going by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;They're really saying I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear babies cry, I watch them grow&lt;br /&gt;They'll learn much more than I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;And I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think to myself what a wonderful world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-9084939308693205488?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/9084939308693205488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=9084939308693205488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/9084939308693205488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/9084939308693205488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-wonderful-world.html' title='WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-636855289869024889</id><published>2007-11-21T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:44:35.483-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I STARTED A JOKE - Bee Gees'/><title type='text'>I STARTED A JOKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V27GCABPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V27GCABPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="cnt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started a joke, which started the whole world crying,&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't see that the joke was on me, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing,&lt;br /&gt;oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I'd said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til I finally died, which started the whole world living,&lt;br /&gt;oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I looked at the skies, running my hands over my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and I fell out of bed, hurting my head from things that I'd said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til I finally died, which started the whole world living,&lt;br /&gt;oh, if I'd only seen that the joke was one me.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-5936235104794281"; google_alternate_ad_url = "http://www.lyricsdomain.com/collapseads.html"; google_ad_width = 336; google_ad_height = 280; google_ad_format = "336x280_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; google_ad_channel = "4162239742"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = 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href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-started-joke.html' title='I STARTED A JOKE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1588461572914386520</id><published>2007-11-21T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:28:40.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HEY JUDE - Beatles'/><title type='text'>HEY JUDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BE44EPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BE44EPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T MAKE IT BAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TAKE A SAD SONG AND MAKE IT BETTE&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO LET HER INTO YOUR HEART&lt;br /&gt;THEN YOU CAN START TO MAKE IT BETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T BE AFRAID&lt;br /&gt;YOU WERE MADE TO GO OUT AND GET HER&lt;br /&gt;THE MINUTE YOU LET HER UNDER YOUR SKIN&lt;br /&gt;THEN YOU BEGIN TO MAKE IT BETTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ANY TIME YOU FEEL THE PAIN&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, REFRAIN&lt;br /&gt;DON´T CARRY THE WORLD UPON YOUR SHOULDER&lt;br /&gt;FOR WELL YOU KNOW THAT IT´S A FOOL&lt;br /&gt;WHO PLAYS IT COOL&lt;br /&gt;BY MAKING HIS WORLD A LITTLE COLDER&lt;br /&gt;DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T LET ME DOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;YOU HAVE FOUND HER NOW GO AND GET HER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER TO LET HER INTO YOUR HEART...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, LET IT OUT AND LET IT IN&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, BEGIN&lt;br /&gt;YOU´RE WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO PERFORM WITH&lt;br /&gt;AND DON´T YOU KNOW THAT IT´S JUST YOU&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, YOU´LL DO&lt;br /&gt;THE MOVEMENT YOU NEED&lt;br /&gt;IS ON YOUR SHOULDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DA DA DA DA DA DA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY JUDE, DON´T MAKE IT BAD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1588461572914386520?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-2356615002609793908</id><published>2007-11-21T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:22:50.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD - Beatles'/><title type='text'>THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BBEDAPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BBEDAPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="cnt"&gt;THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD&lt;br /&gt;THAT LEADS TO YOUR DOOR&lt;br /&gt;WILL NEVER DISAPPEAR&lt;br /&gt;I´VE SEEN THAT ROAD BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;IT ALWAYS LEADS ME HERE&lt;br /&gt;LEAD ME TO YOUR DOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WILD AND WINDY NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;THAT THE RAIN WASHED AWAY&lt;br /&gt;HAS LEFT A POOL OF TEARS&lt;br /&gt;CRYING FOR THE DAY&lt;br /&gt;WHY LEAVE ME STANDING HERE&lt;br /&gt;LET ME KNOW THE WAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MANY TIMES I´VE BEEN ALONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;AND MANY TIMES I´VE CRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ANYWAY YOU´LL NEVER KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THE MANY WAYS I´VE TRIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL THEY LEAD ME BACK&lt;br /&gt;TO THE LONG WINDING ROAD&lt;br /&gt;YOU LEFT ME STANDING HERE&lt;br /&gt;A LONG LONG TIME AGO&lt;br /&gt;DON´T LEAVE ME WAITING HERE&lt;br /&gt;LEAD ME TO YOUR DOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT STILL THEY LEAD ME BACK&lt;br /&gt;TO THE LONG WINDING ROAD&lt;br /&gt;YOU LEFT ME STANDING HERE&lt;br /&gt;A LONG LONG TIME AGO&lt;br /&gt;DON´T KEEP ME WAITING HERE&lt;br /&gt;LEAD ME TO YOUR DOOR&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-5936235104794281"; google_alternate_ad_url = "http://www.lyricsdomain.com/collapseads.html"; google_ad_width = 336; google_ad_height = 280; google_ad_format = "336x280_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; google_ad_channel = "4162239742"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; google_color_link = "FF7028"; google_color_text = "505050"; google_color_url = "505050"; //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-2356615002609793908?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/2356615002609793908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=2356615002609793908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2356615002609793908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2356615002609793908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/long-and-winding-road.html' title='THE LONG AND WINDING ROAD'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-5107139621751853803</id><published>2007-11-21T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:17:51.249-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IN MY LIFE - Beatles'/><title type='text'>IN MY LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BBEDBPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BBEDBPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places I remember,&lt;br /&gt;all my life, though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;some forever not for better,&lt;br /&gt;some have gone, and some remain,&lt;br /&gt;all these places have their moments,&lt;br /&gt;with lovers and friends, I still can recall,&lt;br /&gt;some are dead and some are living,&lt;br /&gt;In My Life, I've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers,&lt;br /&gt;there is no one, compares with you,&lt;br /&gt;and these memories lose thier meaning,&lt;br /&gt;when I think of love, as something new&lt;br /&gt;though I know I'll never lose affection,&lt;br /&gt;for people and things, that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them,&lt;br /&gt;In My Life, I love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;though I know I'll never lose affection,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;for people and things, that went before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I know I'll often stop and think about them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In My Life, I love you more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In My Life, I love you more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-5107139621751853803?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/5107139621751853803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=5107139621751853803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5107139621751853803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5107139621751853803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-my-life.html' title='IN MY LIFE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6314448567928521150</id><published>2007-11-21T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:10:37.936-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AND I LOVE HER - Beatles'/><title type='text'>AND I LOVE HER</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BBE4EPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BBE4EPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GIVE HER ALL MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;THAT´S ALL I DO&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU SAW MY LOVE&lt;br /&gt;YOU´D LOVE HER TOO&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE GIVES ME EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;AND TENDERLY&lt;br /&gt;THE KISS MY LOVER BRINGS&lt;br /&gt;SHE BRINGS TO ME&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A LOVE LIKE OURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;COULD NEVER DIE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;AS LONG AS I HAVE YOU NEAR ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIGHT AS THE STARS THAT SHINE&lt;br /&gt;DARK IS THE SKY&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW THIS LOVE OF MINE&lt;br /&gt;WILL NEVER DIE&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOVE HER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIGHT AS THE STARS THAT SHINE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6314448567928521150?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6314448567928521150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6314448567928521150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6314448567928521150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6314448567928521150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-i-love-her.html' title='AND I LOVE HER'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-955108661153334162</id><published>2007-11-21T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:05:12.248-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MICHELLE - Beatles'/><title type='text'>MICHELLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2G7ECPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2G7ECPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE MA BELLE&lt;br /&gt;THESE ARE WORDS THAT GO TOGETHER WELL&lt;br /&gt;MY MICHELLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE MA BELLE&lt;br /&gt;SONT LES MOTS QUI VONT&lt;br /&gt;TRES BIEN ENSEMBLE&lt;br /&gt;TRES BIEN ENSEMBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THAT´S ALL I WANT TO SAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;UNTIL I FIND A WAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I WILL SAY THE ONLY WORDS I KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THAT YOU´LL UNDERSTAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE MA BELLE&lt;br /&gt;SONT LES MOTS QUI VONT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I NEED YOU, I NEED YOU, I NEED YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I NEED TO MAKE YOU SEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;OH, WHAT YOU MEAN TO ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;UNTIL I DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I´M HOPING YOU WILL KNOW WHAT I MEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I WANT YOU, I WANT YOU, I WANT YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I THINK YOU KNOW BY NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I´LL GET TO YOU SOMEHOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;UNTIL I DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I´M TELLING YOU SO YOU´LL UNDERSTAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MICHELLE MA BELLE&lt;br /&gt;SONT LES MOTS QUI VONT...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-955108661153334162?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/955108661153334162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=955108661153334162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/955108661153334162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/955108661153334162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/michelle.html' title='MICHELLE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1109445837370512710</id><published>2007-11-21T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:57:42.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LET IT BE - Beatles'/><title type='text'>LET IT BE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2ECEFPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2ECEFPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I FIND MYSELF IN TIMES OF TROUBLE&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER MARY COMES TO ME&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IN MY HOUR OF DARKNESS&lt;br /&gt;SHE IS STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WHISPER WORDS OF WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN THE BROKEN HEARTED PEOPLE&lt;br /&gt;LIVING IN THE WORLD AGREE&lt;br /&gt;THERE WILL BE AN ANSWER&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WHISPER WORDS OF WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AND WHEN THE NIGHT IS CLOUDY&lt;br /&gt;THERE´S STILL A LIGHT THAT SHINES ON ME&lt;br /&gt;SHINE UNTIL TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAKE UP TO THE SOUND OF MUSIC&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER MARY COMES TO ME&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING WORDS OF WISDOM&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE, LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WHISPER WORDS OF WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LET IT BE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE WILL BE AN ANSWER&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1109445837370512710?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/1109445837370512710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=1109445837370512710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1109445837370512710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1109445837370512710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-it-be.html' title='LET IT BE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-5852818540033445053</id><published>2007-11-21T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:50:42.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='(THEY LONG TO BE) CLOSE TO YOU - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>(THEY LONG TO BE) CLOSE TO YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2EDF7DPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2EDF7DPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do birds suddenly appear, ev'ry time you are near?&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be close to you.&lt;br /&gt;Why do stars fall down from the sky, ev'ry time you walk by?&lt;br /&gt;Just like me, they long to be close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;* Oh the day that you were born the angels got together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And decided to create a dream come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So, they sprinkled moon dust in your hair of gold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And star-light in your eyes of blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;That is why all the boys in town follow you all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Just like me, they long to be close to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-5852818540033445053?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/5852818540033445053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=5852818540033445053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5852818540033445053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/5852818540033445053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-long-to-be-close-to-you.html' title='(THEY LONG TO BE) CLOSE TO YOU'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-2326500927906379308</id><published>2007-11-21T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:26:27.870-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CAN&apos;T SMILE WITHOUT YOU - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>CAN'T SMILE WITHOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2EBAA4PA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2EBAA4PA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;Can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;br /&gt;You see I feel sad when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;I feel glad when you're glad&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew, what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came along, just like a song&lt;br /&gt;And brightened my day&lt;br /&gt;Well who'd a' believed&lt;br /&gt;That you were part of a dream&lt;br /&gt;Now it all seems, light years away and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; You know I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I feel sad when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;I feel glad when you're glad&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew, what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Now some people say, that happiness takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; So very long to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Well I'm finding it hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Leaving your love behind me --and you see I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; You know I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I feel sad when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;I feel glad when you're glad&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew, what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; You know I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see I feel sad when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;I feel glad when you're glad&lt;br /&gt;If you only knew, what I'm going through&lt;br /&gt;I just can't smile without you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-2326500927906379308?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/2326500927906379308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=2326500927906379308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2326500927906379308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/2326500927906379308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/cant-smile-without-you.html' title='CAN&apos;T SMILE WITHOUT YOU'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-4913608632102843149</id><published>2007-11-21T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:08:13.410-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WE&apos;VE ONLY JUST BEGUN - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>WE'VE ONLY JUST BEGUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2EB07EP0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2EB07EP0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've only just begun to live,&lt;br /&gt;White lace and promises&lt;br /&gt;A kiss for luck and we're on our way.&lt;br /&gt;We've just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the rising sun we fly,&lt;br /&gt;So many roads to choose&lt;br /&gt;We start out walking and learn to run.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, We've just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Sharing horizons that are new to us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Watching the signs along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Talking it over just the two of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Working together day to day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the evening comes we smile,&lt;br /&gt;So much of life ahead&lt;br /&gt;We'll find a place where there's room to grow,&lt;br /&gt;And yes, We've just begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-4913608632102843149?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/4913608632102843149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=4913608632102843149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/4913608632102843149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/4913608632102843149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/weve-only-just-begun.html' title='WE&apos;VE ONLY JUST BEGUN'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-63308474299706270</id><published>2007-11-21T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T15:01:35.996-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THERE&apos;S A KIND OF HUSH - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>THERE'S A KIND OF HUSH</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2400B0P0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2400B0P0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a kind of hush&lt;br /&gt;all over the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;All over the world&lt;br /&gt;you can hear the sounds of lovers in love&lt;br /&gt;You know what I mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;and nobody else in sight&lt;br /&gt;There's nobody else and I'm feeling good&lt;br /&gt;Just holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; So listen very carefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Closer now and you will see what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; It isn't a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; The only sound that you will hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Is when I whisper in your ear I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; For ever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-63308474299706270?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/63308474299706270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=63308474299706270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/63308474299706270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/63308474299706270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-kind-of-hush.html' title='THERE&apos;S A KIND OF HUSH'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-1924701987291456962</id><published>2007-11-21T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:44:39.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I NEED TO BE IN LOVE - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>I NEED TO BE IN LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2BDAEFPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2BDAEFPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p class="cnt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="cnt"&gt;The hardest thing I've ever done is keep believing&lt;br /&gt;There's someone in this crazy world for me&lt;br /&gt;The way that people come and go through temporary lives&lt;br /&gt;My chance could come and I might never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to say "No promises, let's keep it simple"&lt;br /&gt;But freedom only helps you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;It took a while for me to learn that nothing comes for free&lt;br /&gt;The price I paid is high enough for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*  I know I need to be in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I know I've wasted too much time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I know I ask perfection of a quite imperfect world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And fool enough to think that's what I'll find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am with pockets full of good intentions&lt;br /&gt;But none of them will comfort me tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake at 4 a.m. without a friend in sight&lt;br /&gt;I'm hanging on a hope but I'm all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = "pub-5936235104794281"; google_alternate_ad_url = "http://www.lyricsdomain.com/collapseads.html"; google_ad_width = 336; google_ad_height = 280; google_ad_format = "336x280_as"; google_ad_type = "text_image"; google_ad_channel = "4162239742"; google_color_border = "FFFFFF"; google_color_bg = "FFFFFF"; google_color_link = "FF7028"; google_color_text = "505050"; google_color_url = "505050"; //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-1924701987291456962?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/1924701987291456962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=1924701987291456962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1924701987291456962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/1924701987291456962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-to-be-in-love.html' title='I NEED TO BE IN LOVE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6868170172008560858</id><published>2007-11-21T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:55:54.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THIS MASQUERADE - The Carpenters'/><title type='text'>THIS MASQUERADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AF0E7PD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AF0E7PD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really happy here&lt;br /&gt;With this lonely game we play&lt;br /&gt;Looking for words to say&lt;br /&gt;Searching but not finding&lt;br /&gt;understanding anywhere&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in a masquerade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Both afraid to say we're just to far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;From being close together from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;We're lost inside this lonely game we play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of leaving disappear&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see your eyes&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;To understand the reasons&lt;br /&gt;Why we carry on this way&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in a masquerade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6868170172008560858?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6868170172008560858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6868170172008560858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6868170172008560858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6868170172008560858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-masquerade.html' title='THIS MASQUERADE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-736010885790920558</id><published>2007-11-21T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:44:08.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TOP OF THE WORLD - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>TOP OF THE WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AG4DGPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AG4DGPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a feelin's comin' over me&lt;br /&gt;There is wonder in 'most ev'ry thing I see&lt;br /&gt;Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I won't be surprised if it's a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I want the world to be&lt;br /&gt;Is now comin' true especially for me&lt;br /&gt;And the reason is clear, it's because you are here&lt;br /&gt;You're the nearest thing to heaven that I've seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethin' in the wind has learned my name&lt;br /&gt;And it's tellin' me that things are not the same&lt;br /&gt;In the leaves on the trees and the touch of the breeze&lt;br /&gt;There's a pleasin' sense of happiness for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one wish on my mind&lt;br /&gt;When this day is through I hope that I will find&lt;br /&gt;That tomorrow will be just the same for you and me&lt;br /&gt;All I need will be mine if you are here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;br /&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;br /&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;br /&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation&lt;br /&gt;And the only explanation I can find&lt;br /&gt;Is the love that I've found ever since you've been around&lt;br /&gt;Your love's put me at the top of the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-736010885790920558?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/736010885790920558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=736010885790920558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/736010885790920558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/736010885790920558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-of-world.html' title='TOP OF THE WORLD'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-6621099974523057059</id><published>2007-11-21T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T13:38:46.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YESTERDAY ONCE MORE - Carpenters'/><title type='text'>YESTERDAY ONCE MORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2DF4BPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2DF4BPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young&lt;br /&gt;I'd listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;Waitin' for my favorite songs When they played I'd sing along&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were such happy times&lt;br /&gt;And not so long ago&lt;br /&gt;How I wondered where they'd gone&lt;br /&gt;But they're back again&lt;br /&gt;Just like a long lost friend&lt;br /&gt;All the songs I loved so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every Sha-la-la-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every Wo-o-wo-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Still shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every shing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That they're startin' to sing's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they get to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where he's breakin' her heart&lt;br /&gt;It can really make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' back on how it was&lt;br /&gt;In years gone by&lt;br /&gt;And the good times that I had&lt;br /&gt;Makes today seem rather sad&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was songs of love that&lt;br /&gt;I would sing to then&lt;br /&gt;And I'd memorize each word&lt;br /&gt;Those old melodies&lt;br /&gt;Still sound so good to me&lt;br /&gt;As they melt the years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every Sha-la-la-la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every Wo-o-wo-o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Still shines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Every shing-a-ling-a-ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;That they're startin' to sing's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;So fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my best memories&lt;br /&gt;Come back clearly to me&lt;br /&gt;Some can even make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;Just like before&lt;br /&gt;It's yesterday once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7316948243026565663-6621099974523057059?l=songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/feeds/6621099974523057059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7316948243026565663&amp;postID=6621099974523057059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6621099974523057059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7316948243026565663/posts/default/6621099974523057059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songsofyesteryears.blogspot.com/2007/11/yesterday-once-more.html' title='YESTERDAY ONCE MORE'/><author><name>Rebcas R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11337428926435490657</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_eggY1j9QgQw/R4HK6UbjlfI/AAAAAAAAALI/38_DaI9VFSk/S220/rey+poging.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7316948243026565663.post-7360601076377141472</id><published>2007-11-21T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T07:30:42.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YESTERDAY - Beatles'/><title type='text'>YESTERDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2AECE0PB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2AECE0PB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;pre  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yesterday, all my trouble seemed so far away&lt;br /&gt;Now it looks as though they`re here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Oh I believe in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I`m not half the man I used to be&lt;br /&gt;there`s a shaddow hanging over me&lt;br /&gt;Oh yesterday came suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Why she had to go I don`t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;she wouldn`t say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I sad something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now I long for yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Love was such an easy game to play&lt;br /&gt;Now I need a place to hide away&lt;br /&gt;Oh I believe in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Why she had to go I don`t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;she wouldn`t say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I sad something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Now I long for yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Love was such an easy game to play&lt;br /&gt;Now I need a place to hide away&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I believe in yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm............&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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