J. Patrice Kaluza

J. Patrice Kaluza

 Raleigh, North Carolina, USA
BandPopAdult Contemporary

J. Patrice Kaluza writes original contemporary music and performs as a vocalist and instrumentalist by herself and with her band, "Lady & The Tramps". Her original music styles include Swing, Rock, Country, Contemporary, Christian and New Age.

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

It Is Surreal

Written By: J. Patrice Kaluza

I am here, all alone, afraid to answer my own phone.
Love wounds. Love bites. Love stings me all through the night.
This could be the answer to my prayer.
Please somebody show me that you care.

Really, truly, really: his words, cutting through me, throbbing, sobbing.
My body aching all the time, and not because I want you.

CHORUS:
I truly feel. I really feel. It is so real.
I truly feel. I really feel. It is so real.
I truly feel. I really feel. Sometimes I feel...it is Surreal.

Phone rings, once again.
Maybe it's not him, could be a friend.
Who to tell? What to say? I'm in this prison everyday.
This could be the answer to my plea. Please, somebody come and rescue me.

Really, truly, I thought I knew.
This is what I'd have to go through.
Only wanted to be loved, not kicked and slapped and pushed and shoved.

CHORUS:
I truly feel. I really feel. It is so real.
I truly feel. I really feel. It is so real.
I truly feel. I really feel. Sometimes I feel...It is Surreal.

(Instrumental)

I'll go to sleep, and dream once more
That I could be that girl I was once before.
My only prayer, is this tonight:
That someway, somehow, somewhere I may see the light.

This is my one wish, my only plea.
Won't somebody see the hurt in me?
Really, truly, pain I feel. Wounds are there, but they will heal.
Anguish, sorrow, mental strife;
My scars are with me all through life.

CHORUS:
I truly feel. I really feel. It is so real.
I truly feel. I really feel.
I truly feel. I really feel. Sometimes I feel... it is Surreal.

Copyright 2008, J. Patrice Kaluza. All rights reserved.

Through Him

Written By: J. Patrice Kaluza

There are certain things that a girl must figure out.
When it's time to leave; oh, there should be no doubt.
I saw Through Him.
I'm through with him.
I don't need him in my life.

Life's a learning game, that never seems to end.
I've learned my lesson, but how will I mend?
I saw Through Him.
I'm through with him.
I don't need him anymore.

Although you wait most your life for the right one, you turn around and suddenly he's changed.
The man you loved is no longer there for you.
Love is gone; love is blind.
It's strange.

I thought I loved this man with all my heart.
But, now I realize that he never, never felt the part,
Of needing me, of loving me, of wanting me in his life.

Now, I must go on and make some sense of this.
I can't turn back now; that's just the way its is.
I saw Through Him.
I'm through with him.
I don't need him in my life.

Although you wait most your life for the right one, you turn around and suddenly he's changed.
The man you loved is no longer there for you.
Love is gone; it's blind.
It's strange; it's so strange.

(Instrumental)

There are certain things that I figured out before it's too late.
It's time to leave, and this time I'm not gonna' wait.

I saw Through Him.
I'm through with him.
I just don't need him anymore.

I saw Through Him.
I'm through with him.
I just don't need him any-more.
(ad lib)

Copyright 2008, J. Patrice Kaluza. All rights reserved.