Wednesday, July 8, 2009

And the city streets will empty....

Summertime in New York is a special time for the lucky folk who enjoy eight long weeks in the sun, relaxing outdoors, while their children frolic in kiddie pools, outside on the concrete. And yes, I am talking about those of us fortunate enough to stay home and sleep in our own mosquito-free bedrooms. That would be me and I can proclaim happily "I love the city in the summertime!" However when June comes around and my friends are fleeing upstate I still get a little pang of curiosity, if you will. Is the country for me now that I have a little family of my own? Wouldn't it be wonderful to play guitar outside in the evening and actually SEE the stars? My daughter knows "Twinkle, twinkle" by heart but I don't think she actually knows what a star IS! Anyhoo, I just came back from a 2 day stint upstate where I sang in Woodridge Bungalow to a dynamite group of mothers and daughters (and mothers helpers of course) and a quick drop-in to camp Emunah where we brought the house DOWN. Btw, if any campers got pics, please email them to me. It was raining way too hard to look for my camara in the trunk of my car.


Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Sometimes all you can offer is love.




If I had a dollar
For all of the sadness you had
I would open a store,
And put on the shelves
All the wishes and dreams
Any girl could’ve dreamed of and more
I would sell them for cheap
Maybe give them away
In exchange for a smile or two
But all I can offer today is a hug
And tell you how much I love you

I wish I could take away your pain
I wish I could mend your broken heart
I wish all my love would be enough
To make all your worry lines depart

If I had the wisdom
Of Einstein or Freud then I’d
Know what to say when you cried
I could solve all your problems
And figure out how
To restore what was left of your pride
But I’m not that smart
And I don’t understand
Why you suffer the way that you do
So all I can offer today is a hug
And tell you how much I love you

I wish I could take away your pain
I wish I could mend your broken heart
I wish all my love would be enough
To make all your worry lines depart

If I met a genie
Inside of a bottle
I’d ask for my wishes ‘to go’
Wrapped in a box
With a shiny red ribbon
A small card tucked under the bow
So that I could repay
Everything that I owe
For a debt that is long overdue
But all I can offer today is a hug
And tell you how much I love you

I wish I could take away your pain
I wish I could mend your broken heart
I wish all my love would be enough
To make all your worry lines depart