I Must Be Dreamin'

A Used One (Down A Road Or Two) - Words and Music by Bruce Garnitz

Verse:

The Gibson seemed to speak to me

As I gazed through store front glass

It’s hardware trim sparklin’ gold

It’s smooth body sculpted ash

But no money, no dough

Got my hopes sinkin’ low

Like Florsheims in wet sand

I pray an angel pry it from it’s perch

And put it in my hands

Chorus:

I’m gonna get a used one

It don’t need to be so new

One that’s got some mileage on it

Been down a road or two

(fits my grip just fine)

Verse:

I’d never even kissed a girl

But I knew what turned me on

Snuck a peek in each new Playboy magazine

The “Vargas Girl” just rang my gong

She looked so damn alluring

As hormones began to rage

Sadly, she always kept her distance

Behind the glossy page

Chorus:

So I got myself a real one

She was older…I didn’t have a clue

She seemed to have some mileage on her

Been down a road or two

Been down a road or two

Bridge:

Anybody who’s worth anything

Gonna wear out some tires along the way

And burn up a clutch when the mountain’s too much

And “c’est la vie” is all you can say…

Solo

I seem to be consistent

As I travel through this life

A car, a house, You’d be surprised

Just how I picked my wife

Chorus:

I seem to like the used ones

They don’t have to be so new

Gimme somethin’ that’s got some mileage on it

Been down a road or two

(Suits me just fine)

Been Down a road or two

(Or three or four)

Been down a road or two

That’s right…

The Beauty of it All Music & Lyrics by Bruce Garnitz and Elle Spencer-Lewis

Verse 1)

July Fourth came without a bang... the phone never rang

Watched the fireworks on the hill, from my window sill

Heard the ooh's and heard the aah's... and (then) wild applause

I waved as I took a bow... it's silly I know now.

Chorus)

But, isn't it funny.*

How we can turn around a dismal situation.

It doesn't take money.

To look (out) at a dreary day and paint it sunny.

Don't sweat the stuff that's small.

Look at the Beauty of it All.

Look at the Beauty of it All.

Verse 2)

Never made the Martini Moon... 'cause it closed to soon.

'Crossed the road to some other place... put on my game face.

The crowd was loud and I was shy ... the waitress pushed me aside

That's when I tripped into you... you caught me and I knew

Chorus)

Isn't it funny.

How a simple shove... can cause an introduction.

It’s sweeter than honey

When coincidence makes sense in a world where

Fate can break your fall

That's just the beauty of it all.

That's just the beauty of it all.

Bridge)

Keeping my balance … My world is Spinning

Games of the heart (that) my head keeps winning

Wish I knew just what to do

Chorus)

And isn't it funny.

How we tend to complicate a simple situation.

Doesn't have to be sunny.

To look up in the sky and see ... what's meant to be.

Don't count the raindrops as they fall.

Just feel the Beauty of it All. Enjoy the Beauty of it All. Trust the Beauty of it All.

Have faith in the Beauty of it All. Just feel the Beauty of it All.

Tag) Oooh…The Beauty of it All

©2007

Elevator Shoes Blues Words & Music by Bruce Garnitz

I knew that it would spook ‘ya

I knew I shouldn’t move

I knew that it would spook ‘ya

I knew I should not move

I’m not the most graceful guy

In elevator shoes

Been runnin’ all around today

Playin’ games I seem to lose

Been runnin’round all day long

Playin’ games I did not choose

Got my ass kicked playin’ “Kick the Can” today

Wearin’ elevator shoes

Been tryin’ to write this song today

Can’t seem to find my muse

Been tryin’ to rhyme these words today

My thoughts just seem confused

Been Slippin’ on icy metaphors

In elevator shoes

This waltz ain’t workin’ out for us

I know it ain’t the booze

I feel like I’m surrounded here

But I kinda like the view

You’re “six foot five” - I’m “five foot three”

In my elevator shoes

I’m in Elevator, Elevator

Elevator Shoes

The air seems quite thin up here in my

Elevator Shoes

Before I fall right on my face

…Somebody help me get out of these damn shoes!

(my toes are killin’ me!)

©2009

My Next Ex Words and Music by: Bruce Garnitz and Elle Spencer- Lewis

I can see the future baby

But I can’t read your mind

I’m superstitious maybe

For believing you’ll be mine

If words cannot be trusted

I’ll take your smile as a yes

A premonition that you’ll love me

But most likely you’re … My Next Ex

I thought I had a future planned

More than once before

And many times I’ve been scammed

By a ruthless conspirator

A crystal ball could help me see

If there’s more to this than sex

Can I say “hello” to love

Or is it “goodbye”…My Next Ex

Will the stars re-align…Will they tell me it’s my time

For a sweet “ever after”…I’d give everything

Solo

Can I feel what you feel… Can I breathe with your breath

For only a moment… I’d give anything

I’ve walked away too easily

My heart repossessed

You tell me that there’s more to learn

From love than loneliness

If everything you say is true

I’ll believe you and confess

The words you whisper touch my soul

You won’t be… My Next Ex

Vamp out:

My Next Ex, Don’t be my next,

Don’t be my next,

Don’t be my next…

My Next Ex, If you are –

Let me save us the time

and trouble and pain of a messy break up…

Let me write you a check right here,

right now…

Take my house, Take the car…

Take my favorite guitar

But just in case you really are the real deal, my one and only,

my destined true love…

Honey, Don’t be my next,

Don’t be my next… My Next Ex!

All Rights Reserved ©2008

Come to Bed Words by Bruce Garnitz & Elle Spencer-Lewis;Music by Bruce Garnitz

I don’t wanna fight anymore with you baby

I don’t care if we leave any words unsaid

I don’t wanna fight anymore with you baby

Just forgive me and come to bed

I don’t wanna analyze everything baby

I don’t wanna talk and talk and talk it to death

I don’t wanna analyze everything baby

Don’t want a microscope over my head

(Tell me) Why we take a rocky road less traveled…I’ll never know

Just for tonight, can we try to forget who’s wrong and who’s right

Oh__ can we bring it down? Can we bring it down child?

Can we bring it down to a simmer? C’mon honey…

I don’t wanna use these eyes for cryin’

I don’t want these arms to push you away

I don’t want these lips to speak in anger

Just wanna hold you and whisper your name

(Oh Baby) Why we take a rocky road less traveled…I’ll never know

Just for tonight, can we try to forget who’s wrong…

Oh baby you’re probably right

I don’t wanna fight anymore wit ‘cha baby

I don’t care if we leave any words unsaid

I don’t wanna fight anymore wit ‘cha baby

Just forgive me and come to bed

Oh baby Come to bed, Come to bed

Come to bed, We can talk about it in the morning child…

Come to bed

C’mon baby, Come to bed

©2008

Get Me Out of Here (Pull Me Through) Words by Bruce Garnitz;Music by B.Garnitz & Evan Lazarus

Verse 1:

I’m one beat-down man

I’ve played by the rules

I’m tired and I’m torn up

Been used as a tool

I kept my mouth shut

My eyes to the ground

Been molded and scolded

But I’m still around

Pre-chorus: What can I do?

This War is offensive

A world where insanity rules

Chorus: Get Me Out of Here… This gun in my hand… Makes me less of a man

Get Me Out of Here… Why choose this time and place?

It’s been such a waste

Now I’m looking to you… Pull me through

Verse 2:

When my country called

I went to the mat

Some say we were lied to

We all smell a rat

They’ve kept up the ruse

Are we in a trance?

The music is over

We continue to dance

Pre-chorus: Where is the truth?

This cycle is senseless

There’s nothing that I can undo?

Chorus: Get Me Out of Here… This gun in my hand… Makes me less of a man

Get Me Out of Here… Who chose this time and place?

It’s been such a waste

Now I’m turning to you… Pull me through

Bridge:

(Through)...this dark eternal night

Through… this fight that’s not my fight

Through… ‘til I see the light that guides me home to you

Interlude (Instrumental):

Chorus: Get Me Out of Here…This gun in my hand… Makes me less of a man

Get Me Out of Here… Who chose this time and place?

It’s been such a waste

Chorus: Get Me Out of Here…Is this where I’ll stay…‘til my dying day? Get Me Out of Here… There’s no saving face…

If we’ve fallen from grace

*And now I’m counting on you… Please pull me through

Pull me through

©2008

Thief Of Hearts Words and Music by: Bruce Garnitz and Elle Spencer-Lewis

You might say I’m faithless

You might call me a Renegade

I tell you that I’m blameless

No promises I ever made

You may think you’re smart

I told you from the start

You’ll never catch the thief of hearts

Thief of Hearts

The laws of love I’ve broken

Been running ever since

They’ve all been crimes of passion

No trace of my fingerprints

Be careful what you start

Stop now if you’re smart

You’ll never catch the thief of hearts

You’ll never catch the thief of hearts

You say that you've got nothing up your sleeve

Don't think for a moment that you're fooling me

Solo

It takes a thief… to know a thief

Do telltale hearts… betray our feelings?

Can I trust a promise sweet as cinnamon?

Without a key you picked the lock and found your way…

Inside I’m feeling breathless

The tables have been turned

I’ve been left defenseless

I surrender

You told me from the start

I’ve met my counterpart

It seems you’ve caught the Thief of Hearts… Thief of Hearts

It seems you’ve caught the Thief of Hearts… Thief of Hearts… Thief of Hearts

You think you’ve caught the Thief of Hearts

©2009

City of Fallen Angels Words and Music by: Bruce Garnitz & Andri Leonardo

She’s got the brilliance of a meteor

Flashin’ ‘cross a twilight sky

And my hopes and dreams and fears for her

Is that she won’t burn out in mid-flight

Will she survive only time will tell

Will she find what she’s seeking

Can she avoid where demons dwell

In this City of Fallen Angels

She’s got a vision of a better world

Than the one that she sees here

No force of nature can stop the girl

I wouldn’t try … her intentions are clear

Will she survive only time will tell

Will she find what she’s seeking

Can she avoid where demons dwell

In this City of Fallen Angels

Guidebooks show gleaming streets

Strangely pristine

Beckoning you to laugh and play

Underneath it… all’s not what it seems

Gutters are littered with discarded dreams

.

It’s her resilience… that amazes me

When wounded, her faith in love, reappears

She shows a brave face to adversity

An alloy of defiance and tears

Will she survive only time will tell

Will she find what she’s seeking

Can she avoid where demons dwell

In this City of Fallen Angels

Angels… Angels

©2009

Fait Accompli words and music by Bruce Garnitz

Lights went out all over the city

Stuck between the third and the fourth floor

He seemed to calm her fear… Her arms drew him so near

Both could see….It was meant to be

Fait Accompli, Fait Accompli

She found herself at her high school reunion

His memories of two young lives together

Years had come and gone…Had fam’lies of their own

Now both were free…Was it meant to be?

Fait Accompli, Fait Accompli

Fate steps in

And opens a diff’rent door

Will you walk through?

Entrez Vous

Doo Doo Doo …Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

(Solo)

Fate steps in

And opens a diff’rent door

Will you walk through?

Entrez Vous

All alone, in a roomful of people

Out of place, about to go home

I picked up what you dropped…And time just seemed to stop

Your look caught me…Could it be?

Fait Accompli…

Fait Accompli…

We’ll just have to see

©2008

Cozumel (I Must Be Dreaming) Words and Music: Bruce Garnitz

Verse 1)

If you find me lost in thought and smiling

I can tell you where I prob’ly am

Here in Cozumel it’s so inviting

Here my toes are turned up in the sand

Soft summer breeze

Warm waves caressing my knees

Skies are now clear

Something’s amiss I fear

I must be dreaming

I must be dreaming

Lost in a dream

Verse 2)

Yesterday seems like a distant mem’ry

Skies were getting dark the wind had changed

The current was now strong the waves were choppy

Swimming toward the boat just out of range

Rain in my eyes

Flashes of light in the skies

Thunder so near

Something’s gone wrong I fear

I must be dreaming

I must be dreaming

Lost in a Dream

I, I must be dreaming…

Tag)

If you find me looking lost in thought and smiling

I can tell you where I prob’ly am

Down in Cozumel it’s so inviting

There you’ll find me washed up on the sand

© 2008