David Thomson

David Thomson

 Chatham, New Jersey, USA
BandRockClassic Rock

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People COme and go

Written By: David Thomson

Everyone everywhere
Come and go.
Is there anyone here that I know?
Turning a turnstile,
Passing through,
Always wond’ring if I’ll run into you,

Never know when you might meet someone new,
People come and go.
Ev’ry year I say good-bye to a few,
People come and go.

Saw you the other day,
You were doing fine.
You were leaving but you gave me no sign.
As my thoughts come in,
Others go.
Where are all the people I used to know?

Never know when you might meet someone new,
People come and go.
Ev’ry year I say good-bye to a few,
People come and go.

I don't know what to do

Written By: David Thomson

I don’t know what to do,
When I’m with you.
I don’t know how to be,
When you’re with me.
I don’t know what to say,
How to pass the time of day,
My good sense flies away when I’m with you
And I don’t what to do

When I look in your eyes
I see the sunrise
When you look into mine
I feel the sun shine
When you turn away
Shadows settle in to stay
Colors fade away with darkness
I am dull and gray alone and blue
And I don’t know what to do

When you’re gone I try to fill the
hole you left behind with artificial things
But I can’t
I watch too much TV
And I drink too much
And eat too much
And sleep too much

Still I don’t know what to do,
When I’m out with you.
I don’t know how to be,
You make me feel so free.
I don’t know what to say,
How to make you stay,
All my brains are scrambled,
And all I do is ramble on at you,
Cause I don’t know what else to do (repeat and fade)

Another Saturday Afternoon

Written By: David Thomson

I walk out my front door, I feel the breeze,
It’s blowing through my maple tree,
I watch the leaves wave at me.
I see my neighbors dog walk down the street,
He looks up and smiles at me,
Showing off his white teeth.

Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
On my suburban street,
Everything looks so nice.
Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
I think it’s worth it,
Despite the hefty price.

The mowers and the blowers and the trimming sheer,
The sound is so deafening,
I have to plug my ears.
The pools and the school and the hockey leagues,
I am exhausted,
Trying to keep up with these.

Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
On my suburban street,
Everything looks so nice.
Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
I think it’s worth it,
Despite the hefty price.

But I want to stay for awhile,
Before I move a long.
Yes, I want to stay for awhile,
Before I move along.
Oh, I want to stay for awhile,
Before I move along,
Yes I want to stay for awhile,
For awhile.

Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
On my suburban street,
Everything looks so nice.
Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
I left the city,
To escape the crime and vice

And I swing on my porch,
While the rain pours down,
It’s just me,
And there’s no one else around,
As it falls,
The rain makes a lovely sound,
But I imagine I am drowning.

And I swing on my porch,
Watch the falling leaves,
Bright colors on my maple tree,
As they fall,
They are taken by the breeze,
And they’re slowing suffocating me.

Oh, I’ve a mouthful of leave,
Oh, I can’t breath.

But I want to stay for awhile,
Before I move a long.
Yes, I want to stay for awhile,
Before I move along.
Oh, I want to stay for awhile,
Before I move along,
Yes I want to stay for awhile,
For awhile.

I close my front door and I watch T.V.
I shut the blinds so I can’t see,
And nobody can see me.
Is it so much to want some privacy,
I don’t know any of these people,
And they don’t know me.

Oh, another Saturday afternoon,
Oh, another Saturday afternoon, yeah
Another Saturday afternoon,
Oh, oh.

What is your name

Written By: David Thomson

Walking to the coffee store,
Been there many times before.
As I walk inside the door,
Staring blankly at the floor,
I saw you standing there,
Playing with a strand of hair,
Looking ‘round without a care,
Did you see me stop and stare?

I feel like I know you,
But I don’t know your name.
I feel like I know you,
What is your name?

Where have I seen you before?
Shopping at a corner store,
Maybe getting take-out for
Someone else you don’t ignore?
Standing in a movie line,
Holding up a protest sign,
In a café drinking wine?

I think that I know,
But I don’t know your name.
I wanna know you.
What is your name?

How do I meet you?
Should I greet you?
Take you out and I would treat you.
We’d go dancing,
I’d romance you,
(Did I catch you in a glance?)

Do you see me standing near you?
Say my name and I will hear you,
Wanna talk but I can’t speak,
If I asked you, you would freak!

I wanna know you,
But I don’t know your name
I wanna know you,
What is your name?

Is it Ruth, is it Rachel?
Is it Sandra? Alexandra?
Is it Mary, is it Sherry?
Maybe Terry?
Is it Molly, is it Kitty,
Is it Trudy, maybe Judy,
It is Amber?
I can’t remember.
Did I ever know?

I wanna know you,
But I won’t ask your name.
How do I know you?
What is your name?