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Name of the Game
Peace in your heart, can it be done
Go farther on back through the years
New Ways to Love
Then a stranger approached me,
Now I sit here and I wonder, which road to take
Well you know I sit here and I wonder , what do to with myself © 1996 Words and music by Cyndy DiBeneditto
Just Say Yes
Going through the motions
Past the point of quarreling
Open your door and let them in Tomorrows Treasure
They tell us there's a hole in the sky
They tell us there's acid in the rain
We breathe the breath of nature
There'll be no room for our childrens children
One by one and day by day
They tell us there is hope for the future Copyright 1994 Words and Music Cyndy DiBeneditto Baby boy (Song for Singring)
From a mother's eyes. You were the gold in the sky
I'm holding on to you in the only way that's true
Baby boy. Thank you for loving me
You're running free, yet always in my reach Copyright 2007 Cyndy DiBeneditto Restless
Thought that I already knew, without question, All my hidden hopes and dreams
Now I feel your soul waking my senses, taking hold of me and leaving me restless
I can really see how time can bind you, when truth appears at every door
Now I feel your soul waking my senses, taking hold of me and leaving me restless
With every turn we take, I feel the lifetimes we could make Copyright 2000 Words and Music Cyndy DiBeneditto Easy Way
I was put here to play, spend all my days
So many roads, so many oceans to sail
A walk in the part, all the mysteries after dark
Got my arms stretched out, my head up high Copyright 1997 Word and Music Cyndy DiBeneditto Voice of Our Children
You felt like something was missing
You want them to grow up just like you
Their ears are wide open,
You can teach them to read
If you want to give them the best in life
Will they love a woman or a man
What you say, they're going to say © 1993 Words and Music C. DiBeneditto Age of Passed Time
I owe my existence to the departed
Holding on to the powers of the departed
Age of Passed Time
Darkness doesn't belong to me
I owe my existence to the departed Up Real Close
So many times I needed to hear your voice
So many times I have clutched your hands
So won't you be my guide, be my shining star
So many times I have looked through your eyes
Who you are is a gift from my belief
Who you are, you're my shining star © 1993 Words and Music: C. DiBeneditto Ran Out of Love
You sit there with your photographs
You're wondering how much you could take
You think you ran out of love
You play that game of honesty but your
You feel all that hope and you feel |