Ray Koffman

Ray Koffman

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Someone Other

Written By: Ray Koffman

SOMEONE OTHER

1) I don't know,
If you think me kind or cruel,
Do you think me wise or fool,
You don't say these things out loud.
I don't know,
Do you stop and wonder why,
Does it all just pass you by,
Like a stranger in a crowd.

2) There are times,
I have wondered who you are,
Whether near or from afar,
Like a vision in a dream.
There are times,
I have wondered if you tried,
Could you show me what you hide,
Someone other than you seem.

Ch:
I don't believe you, You're not the girl you seem to be.
I won't deceive you, Why should it mean that much to me

3) When you speak,
Do you say what's on your mind,
Are the words too hard to find,
Is the meaning somehow lost.
When you speak,
Let me know just how you feel,
Show me all that you conceal,
After all, what can it cost.

4) Can you see,
All the changes I've been through,
Turned around and start anew,
Nothing more to say or do.
Anyway,
When all is done and said,
It's just something in my head,
That makes me feel this way.

Ch:
I don't believe you, You're not the girl you seem to be.
I won't deceive you, Why should it mean that much to me

Everybody's Got A Song

Written By: Ray Koffman

EVERYBODY'S GOT A SONG
Verse 1:
So many people crying out to be heard,
Painting a picture with music and word,
Telling a story they hope will ring true,
With a song that they wrote from their own point of view.
Songs of love, songs of hope, songs of hate,
The lost and lonely abandoned by fate.
The endless struggle of right versus wrong,
Refined and distilled in a three minute song.

Ch:
Everybody's got a tale to tell,
Everybody's got a dream to sell.
Everybody's got a bell to ring,
Everybody's got a song to sing.

Verse 2:
I left my country, and I left my kin,
Just like my father, and his before him.
And I searched for my story and my own song to sing,
And the knowledge and wisdom experience brings.
And everywhere they were looking for a song,
Somethin' 'bout their lives, with some lines to sing along.
When a man is cold and hungry, he drifts from place to place,
You can read it in his eyes, you can see it in his face.

Ch:
Everybody's got a tale to tell,
Everybody's got a dream to sell.
Everybody's got a bell to ring,
Everybody's got a song to sing.

Verse 3:
Dreamers and prophets, lovers and fools,
Liars and gamblers, with nothing to lose
Lift up your head and give voice to your song,
Now is your time, tomorrow - too long.
To know your song, you must live it and breathe it,
I wouldn't say it if I didn't believe it.
Play how you feel it, say what you mean,
Tell how you see it, as no other has seen.

Ch:
Everybody's got a tale to tell,
Everybody's got a dream to sell.
Everybody's got a bell to ring,
Everybody's got a song to sing.

© 2007 Ray Koffman

Christmas Wish

Written By: Ray Koffman

Christmas Wish

If I could have a wish for Christmas,
I'd wish that everyone could know,
The love that came into this world,
In Bethlehem, all those years ago.

If I could give a gift for Christmas,
A gift that was given out with grace,
I'd give the gift of sins forgiven,
To every member of the human race.

But all that I hear,
Thoughout the year,
They argue what others should do.
'Bout who's gettin' on,
And who's gettin' wronged,
And who's gonna get back at who.

From boom to doom,
They live to consume,
It's the answer to all of their ills,
But just for one day,
Dear Lord, I pray,
They be filled with peace and goodwill.

And the missiles still soar,
And the canons still roar,
And the bombs go off in the street.
And the poor are still poor,
And the displaced by war,
Are looking for something to eat.

If I could sing a song for Christmas,
I'd sing of how God gave his son,
To bear our sins and bring salvation,
To you and me and each and every one.

If I could have a wish for Christmas,
I'd wish that everyone could know,
The love that came into this world,
In Bethlehem, all those years ago.

© November 2008, Ray Koffman

Sunset Eyes

Written By: Ray Koffman

SUNSET EYES
By Ray Koffman

Don't the sun look fine tonight,
Going down behind the sea.
Don't the moon look bright tonight,
Shining down on you and me.
Don't the stars look like diamonds,
Scattered out across the skies.
And I can see day turn to night,
In your Sunset Eyes.

Don't you look so fine tonight,
When the sun has all but set.
I'm standing in the fading light,
Gazing at your silhouette.
And when you turn towards me
It makes my senses rise,
And then I wonder what you see
Through your Sunset Eyes.

Ch: Sunset Eyes are like a veil,
Hides the truth, tells a tale,
Fogs the mind in evening haze,
Paralyses like the cobra's gaze.
Fans the embers into fire,
Mixes sorrow with desire.
Hides your heart with thin disguise,
And blinds my sight, Sunset Eyes.

It seems as though, I ought to know,
Am I mad or just unwise?
But every time you look that way,
It always takes me by surprise.
The water crashes on the rocks,
In the wind a seagull cries.
And once again I'm drowning,
In your Sunset Eyes.

Sunset Eyes can you see me?
Like the sun I'm going down.
Like a ship out on the sea,
In the shoals I've run aground.
Come the dawn I'll be leaving,
Looking for some peace of mind.
Better to be gone than grieving,
And be the one that's left behind.

Ch: Sunset Eyes are like a veil,
Hides the truth, tells a tale,
Fogs the mind in evening haze,
Paralyses like the cobra's gaze.
Fans the embers into fire,
Mixes sorrow with desire.
Hides your heart with thin disguise,
And blinds my sight, Sunset Eyes.

© June 2006, Ray Koffman

You Don't Write Me Anymore

Written By: Ray Koffman

You Don't Write Me Anymore
I can see the storm clouds gathering, Feel the chill that's in the air,
I've been waiting for your letter, Just a word to say you care.
Just to know you're thinking of me, Is all I need to feel secure,
Just a line or two would save me, But you don't write me anymore.
I have waited all my lifetime, How can I show you that it's true,
I have wandered all my lifetime, Just to feel I'm close to you.
I know it all sounds so familiar, Like a song you've heard before,
First the lovin', then the leavin', Then you don't write me anymore.
Have you seen the wedge-tail eagle, Circling in the summer skies,
First it dives and then it rises, Surveys the world before its eyes.
So you are with senses flying, First they dip and then they soar,
Only seeing what's before you, And you don't write me anymore.
Have you gone and found another, See the writing on the wall,
I've been walking on a high wire, Now I'm headin' for a fall.
See you sailing on the ocean, See me stranded on the shore,
I can feel the tide a-risin', You don't write me anymore.
© 2005, Ray Koffman

I'm Moving On

Written By: Ray Koffman

I'm Moving On

The road is long and hard, And the way is seldom clear,

There's little comfort day and night, And the load is hard to bear.

But the air is filled with freedom, And the sky is blue and clear,

There are voices in the wind, And they whisper in my ear,

I'm Moving On.

(Chorus): I'm Moving On, I'm Moving On,

Where the grass is always greener,

To my place in the sun, I'm Moving On.

I'm Moving On, I'm Moving On,

When the sun comes up to greet you,

When your shadow runs to meet you,

I'll be gone.

There's a boat out on the ocean, And a sailor lost at sea,

He's searching for a light, To lead him to his destiny.

And the wind whips up the waves, And the boat's tossed by the sea,

There are sirens on the rocks, And the're singing out to me

I'm Moving On.

(Chorus)

I thought I saw you running, In a dream of swirling snow,

You were leaving in a hurry, Though you had no place to go.

You said you had to search, For what you could not find,

And all you said was this, To the ones you left behind,

I'm Moving On.

(Chorus)

And when my jouneys over, I'll put aside my quest,

Then they'll lay me in the ground, To take my final rest.

And I have searched with all my heart, By every word and deed,

You can write it on my gravestone, For everyone to read,

I'm Moving On.

(Chorus)

(Ending) I'm Moving On, I'm Moving On.

Like a thief all in the night, Like a refugee in flight,

Like a convict on the run, Like a bullet from a gun,

I'm Moving On.

© 2005, Ray Koffman