Deanna Miller

Deanna Miller

 Silver Spring, Maryland, USA
BandPopAdult Contemporary

Just a writer trying to do it all. :-)

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I Love You, I Love You, I Love You

Written By: Deanna Miller

Copyright 2006 by Deanna Miller

Not sure what I should say.
Wrong time of the wrong day.
I love you, I love you, I love you.

This feeling, it won't fit
In me, so please take it.
I love you, I love you, I love you.

Oh, please don't let me fall in love today.
I have too much work that I simply can't delay,
Although if I had the time for the distraction,
I'd let my mind get lost inside the abstraction
Of love, love, loving you.
Love, love, love, love, love, loving you,
Love, love, love …

You know how you're fair to
Each person who knows you?
I love it, I love it, I love it.

You know how your actions
Flow from your compassion?
I love it, I love it, I love it.

Oh, please don't let me fall in love today.
I have too much work that I simply can't delay,
Although if I had the time for the distraction,
I'd let my mind get lost inside the abstraction
Of love, love, loving you.
Love, love, love, love, love, loving you,
Love, love, love ...
Please don't let me fall in love today.
I have too much work that I simply can't delay,
Although if I had the time for the distraction,
I'd let my mind get lost inside the abstraction
Of love, love, loving you.
Love, love, love, love, love, loving you,
Love, love, love …

The light that comes from you
Is so bright I shine, too.
I love you, I love you, I love you.

Your actions are so great
That I reciprocate.
I love you, I love you, I love you.

Love's the reason why I first came here;
Now it has to steal my time.
'Cause I'm too busy to see there's gold near
Where I'm looking for a dime.

You keep the dime.

Children Outside

Written By: Deanna Miller, Paul Noble, Halim Quackenbush

Deanna Miller (lyrics, melody, composition); Paul Noble and Philip Quackenbush (composition, melody)

Copyright 2001 by Deanna Miller

(Please note: This song is based on research and specifically on the story of Bibi and others like her, as told in Jan Goodwin's report on sex slavery in India, Marie Claire magazine, July 2000.)

Bibi lives in India in a poor family.
She is human like me, but she's sold into slavery.
She is just eleven years, but she cries bitter tears.

Bibi lives in a cage. Men pay up to go in.
She is one of two million sold each year. Two million.*

What if souls don't have any gender,
And what if souls don't have any race?
Would you say that I am crazy
If I tell you souls have no age?

Souls need love, souls need love,
Souls need love, souls need love.

Everybody has a child inside;
Everybody knows what it's like.
Please be just to the children outside;
Don't ever forget they have rights. (2x)

What happens after three years? Shall we check and see?
Bibi has HIV, so she's tossed like an old TV.
One more slave to replace with a new, pretty face.

Bibi lives on the street. She is sick and hungry.
And she says, "Nobody cares. No one cares about me."

What if souls don't have any gender,
And what if souls don't have any race?
Would you say that I am crazy
If I tell you souls have no age?

Souls need love, souls need love,
Souls need love, souls need love.

Everybody has a child inside;
Everybody knows what it's like.
Please be just to the children outside;
Don't ever forget they have rights. (2x)

They have rights, human rights. [This line will be sung in a future version of the song.]

They have the right to not be taken and
Sold against their will to any man,
Forced to have sex or be brutalized
While the law turns its head, taking bribes.
They have the right to keep their freedom and
Have their bodies safe from dirty hands.
Some blame their plight on their poverty;
Looks like supply and demand to me.

Everybody has a child inside;
Everybody knows what it's like.
Please be just to the children outside;
Don't ever forget they have rights. (2x)

Souls need love, souls need love.... (sung over refrain)
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* According to www.iabolish.org/modern_slavery101, "An estimated two million women and children are sold into sex slavery around the world every year."

Sometimes Everything Turns Out Right

Written By: Deanna Miller, Isaac Miller, Jan Eden, Adam Eden

Deanna Miller (lyrics, melody, composition); Isaac Miller and Jan Eden (composition); Adam Eden (contributed to arrangement)

Copyright 2000 by Deanna Miller

Sometimes everything turns out right.
Say a prayer when you say goodnight.
Perfect moments and perfect days
Are not just daydream haze.

I stayed up late last night for my job,
But while I slept snow fell my way.
I woke up to find the office closed.
Oh, blessed day.

I'd thought schoolgirl snow days over now,
But there I was snug in my bed.
A day for the things I'd longed to do!
Plans filled my head.

Sometimes everything turns out right.
Say a prayer when you say goodnight.
Perfect moments and perfect days
Are not just daydream haze.

I did some writing, I sang this song,
I wore my nightgown all day long.
I even had time to exercise,
To target my thighs.

Of course, I undid that progress fast;
My chocolate reserve did not last.
I called up Grandmother just to chat;
I'd never done that.

Sometimes everything turns out right.
Say a prayer when you say goodnight.
Perfect moments and perfect days
Are not just daydream haze.

Sometimes you can get all green lights,
Sometimes there's no run in your tights,
Sometimes when you love you're loved back,
Sometimes you get the knack.

I didn't waste the day on TV.
I worked on projects dear to me.
Okay, I watched one show––that's all.
I watched sea otters slide and crawl.

Sometimes everything turns out right.
Say a prayer when you say goodnight.
Perfect moments and perfect days
Are not just daydream haze.