Sunday, March 29, 2009

Baby mine

Baby mine, don't you cry Baby Mine, dry your eyes

Rest your head close to my heart


Never to part, baby of mine



Little one when you play


Don't you mind what they say

Let those eyes sparkle and shine

Near a tear baby of mine

If they knew sweet little you

They'd end up loving you too

All those same people who scold you

What they would give just for
The right to hold you


From your head to your toes



You're not much goddness know


but you're so precious to me

Cute as can be, baby of mine!

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Come Away with Me

Come away with me in the night Come away with me
And I will write you a song

Come away with me on a bus

Come away with me where they can't temp us
with their lies.

I want to walk with you


On a cloudy day


In fields where the yellow grass grows knee-high

So won't you try to come

Come away with me and we'll kiss

On a mountaintop


Come away with me
And I'll never stop loving you


And I want to wake up with the rain
falling on a tin roof


While I'm safe there in your arms

So all I ask if for you
To come away with me in the night

Come away with me

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

I believe I can Fly

I used to think that I could not go on
And Life was nothing but an awful song
But now I know the meaning of true love
I'm leaning on the everlasting arms


If I can see it....Then I can do it


If I just believe it.... There's nothing to it





I believe I can fly.... I believe I can touch the sky



I think about it ev'ry night and day
Spread my wings and fly away

I believe I can soar
See my running through that open door


I believe I can fly....I believe I can fly....I believe I can fly

See I was on the verge of breaking down
Sometimes silence can seem so awful loud
There are miracles in life I must achieve
but first I know it starts inside of me
If I can see it...then I can do it
If you belive it...there's nothing to it

I belive I can fly..... I believe I can touch the sky
I think about it ev'ry night and day... Spread my wings and fly away
I believe I can soar.... see me running through that open door
I believe I can fly...I believe I can fly... I believe I can fly

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Hot HOt HOT....











Bikram's Yoga, also known as Hot Yoga, or "Fire Yoga" is a style of yoga developed by Bikram Choudhury and a Los Angeles based company. Bikram Yoga is ideally practiced in a room heated to 105°F (40.5°C) with a humidity of 40%. Classes are guided by specific dialogue including 26 postures and two breathing exercises all in 90 mins.