Blue Topaz                            Words & Music by Gary Frenay

Dinner for two, on Valentine’s Day, trying to pop the question of the year
And you can’t believe what you hear…
Here I sit, remembering how, you said, “yes,” and I gave you a ring
The traditional thing to do…

	Do you remember, the feeling…joining together, our hearts and minds forever
	And it seems like yesterday…everytime I look at your hand

Let a blue…  topaz, be the symbol of the love we have
Let it shine for eternity… to remind us of, the way we felt on that day
I placed it on your finger…. A blue topaz

Diamonds are a girl’s best friend, or so they say, but not for girls like you
Cause you’re one in a million…
Ways I’ve tried, to show you how, I care for you, so we found a special ring
Cause a diamond would never do…

	Do you remember, the first time… joining together, our bodies light as a feather
	And I feel it everyday, like the ring you wear on your hand

Let a blue topaz, be the symbol of the love we have
Let it shine for eternity… to remind us of, the way we felt on that day
I placed it on your finger

solo

Let it shine for eternity… to remind us of, the way we felt on that day
I placed it on your finger…. A blue topaz, a blue topaz

Blue Topaz

Live version of the Everly Brothers' classic

Frenay & Lenin - So Sad (To Watch Good Love Go Bad)

When Will It Be Christmas Again?           Words & Music by Gary Frenay


The Christmas tree lies sideways on the snowbank
Another holiday has come and gone 
And a little voice beside me, says he wants to know
When will it be Christmas again?

I took awhile before I tried to answer 
Hoping I could make him understand
And I was trying to remember, how it used to feel
When Christmas seemed a lifetime away

You got to wait ‘til the snow melts, and the flowers bloom in Spring
You got to wait for those long warm days of Summer
In Autumn leaves will change and fall
And when Winter finally comes along
That’s when it will be Christmas again

He looked at me as if I must be crazy
And said “ It shouldn’t have to take so long
Cause everyone loves Christmas, it’s such a special time
Why can’t we do it everyday, yeah that would be a better way”
And he didn’t want to hear me say

You got to wait ‘til the snow melts, and the flowers bloom in Spring
You got to wait for those long warm days of Summer
In Autumn leaves will change and fall
And when Winter finally comes along
That’s when it will be Christmas, when it will be Christmas
That’s when it will be Christmas again

Christmas Songs

When Will It Be Christmas Again

So Sad (To Watch Good Love Go Bad)

Opening Day                                   Words & Music by Gary Frenay

Hope springs eternal on Opening Day
Hearts filled with promise for games that we play
I think of diamonds and you think of gold
These are the times that our memories will hold

With the first green of springtime you dream of what can be
Will the last days of summer reveal what you’re feeling
I’ll take this moment and hide it away
The feeling of Opening Day

Hope springs eternal on Opening Day
Hearts filled with promise for vows that we make
I’ll give you diamonds and you give me gold
And I’ll walk beside you dear, as we grow old

When you first fall in love it’s like nothing else you’ve known
But as the years roll away you forget that first feeling
Darling I’m keeping the promise I made
To love you like Opening Day


Opening Day

Long distance collaboration with Kei Sato (Japan) of The Choosers, and Gary Frenay (Syracuse, NY) of The Flashcubes.

Demo

Cruel To Be Kind - Sato & Frenay

Dreaming On Eggshells  	            Words & Music by Gary Frenay


I have watched you from afar, through loving eyes you are my star
And I wonder if you know
I have memorized your smile, when you laugh I am a child
And I wonder if it shows

If I threw myself at your feet, would you pick me up or walk away
And if I just give up will I always wonder, what would happen if I stay

Cause I don’t know how you feel about me, and I may never know
I walk around in a daze, and live at the wishing well
And I wonder what the future will bring, and where my heart will go
Until I know where I stand, I’m dreaming on eggshells

When I know that you’re around, I don’t try to make a sound
Cause the words might come out wrong
Then when you’re about to go, and my heart is sinking low
Well I wonder for how long

I have got a script in my head, of conversations we’ve never had
I know all my lines by heart, it’s the perfect play, but I don’t know how it starts

Cause I don’t know how you feel about me, and I may never know
I walk around in a daze, and live at the wishing well
And I wonder what the future will bring, and where my heart will go
Until I know where I stand, I’m dreaming on eggshells

	People meet and never know, afraid to let their feelings show
	Afraid that love is just a fragile fantasy

solo (over chorus)

Cause I don’t know how you feel about me, and I may never know
I walk around in a daze, and live at the wishing well
And I wonder what the future will bring, and where my heart will go
Until I know where I stand, until I know where I stand
I’m dreaming on eggshells, I’m dreaming on eggshells



© 1989 Cubic Music, BMI      243 Arlington Ave., Syracuse, NY 13207

Demos

Dreaming On Eggshells

Daydreaming                                                                         Words & Music by Gary Frenay


Sometimes when I’m standing here
I can close my eyes and just disappear
If you speak and I don’t seem to hear
You know I’m daydreaming again

If you knew the way I am
When I drift away, then you’d understand
Sometimes I’m in another land
When I go daydreaming again

	Daydreaming, daydreaming
	Seems like I’m always dreaming
	I wonder, and you may wonder
	Just what kind of spell I’m under

So many things that I could do
I could fix the car, I could go to the zoo
I could walk the dog, I could write a new tune
But instead I’m daydreaming again

solo (over verse)

	Daydreaming, daydreaming
	Seems like I’m always dreaming
	I wonder, and you may wonder
	Just what kind of spell I’m under

When my mother called me I never came
So she took me down to the doctor one day
He checked my hearing and sent me away
Said “the boy’s daydreaming again!”

La la, la la, la la la, la la la la, la la la la la la, la la, la la, la la la
Here I go daydreaming again, here I go daydreaming again
Here I go… day-ay dreaming again

©1982 Cubic Music,  BMI 243 Arlington Ave., Syracuse, NY  13207

Daydreaming

Know Where Your Confidence Lies      Words & Music by Gary Frenay

You’re telling me one thing, you’re telling him another
When everybody knows we’re like brother
You’re playing loose with the facts and that’s the truth
You get caught in a lie, so you start to make excuses
Like… that’s not what you meant to say, he just took it a different way
I think you’re gonna regret it, you better learn a lesson

You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies
You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies

We talk on the phone you tell me things have changed
But face to face it seems to me you’re still the same
I don’t know if it’s safe to trust in you
Cause when I hear what you say, I feel like a fool
That’s not how you treat a friend, no that’s not how you treat a friend
I think you’re gonna regret it, you better learn a lesson

You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies
You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies

	Look in the eyes of a friend, you can believe what you see
	But when I look in your eyes, I see an actor delivering lines…. to everyone

solo (over verse)

That’s not how you treat a friend, no that’s not how you treat a friend
I think you’re gonna regret it, you better learn a lesson

You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies
You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies
Yeah, yeah, You gotta know, you gotta know
You gotta know where your confidence lies

Know Where Your Confidence Lies

Hold You In The Night                  Words & Music by Gary Frenay

I feel you lying with me in the morning, and I want to smile
It feels so good in your arms, it’s so easy, I don’t have to try
I can be talking with nothing to say
That’s not a game we have to play… anymore

	But what do you think about, when silience takes you away
	Are you thinking of someone else, who didn’t love you this way

Cause I want to hold you in the night, I wanna hold you in the night
Wanna do everything for you, and try to be want you want me to be
I want to hold you in the night, I wanna hold you in the night
Want to spend every day with you, and know that I can be holding you at night

I hold your hand in mine as we walk, everyone knows
Just how I feel for you, I don’t mind, letting it show
We can be walking with nowhere to go, that’s not a place we have to know…. anymore

	But what do you think about, when silience takes you away
	Are you thinking of someone else, who didn’t love you this way

Cause I want to hold you in the night, I wanna hold you in the night
Wanna do everything for you, and try to be want you want me to be
I want to hold you in the night, I wanna hold you in the night
Want to spend every day with you, and know that I can be holding you at night
… at night

I feel you lying with me in the morning, and I want to smile

Hold You In The Night

It Might've Been Memphis             

Words & Music by Keith Stevenson & Gary Frenay

It might've been Memphis, when I saw her walk on by
And I called your name, then had to apologize.
It could've been summer, when I heard thru friends
They thought they'd seen you, 'round our old haunts again

So I drove all over…  until a quarter of 2
It might've been Memphis, it could've been summer, but it wasn't you
It might've been Memphis, it could've been summer, but it wasn't you

It might've been April, she was standing in the rain
And I would have sworn, that her raincoat was the same
It could've been Texas, at some bar we played
And I thought I'd seen you, in the crowd around the stage

You know I searched that place, soon as the set was through
It might've been April, it could've been Texas, but it wasn't you
It might've been April, it could've been Texas, but it wasn't you

I guess I was just hoping, that what my eyes were seeing was true
It might've been Memphis, it could've been summer, but it wasn't you

It might've been April, it could've been Texas, but it wasn't you
It might've been Memphis (stop) but it wasn't you…          
 It might’ve been Memphis…        it might’ve been Memphis

The Sweet Spot

It Might've Been Memphis

Sneak preview of our next magnum opus, already about halfway finished. Our version of a track by the legendary Virginia-based power pop band, Artful Dodger, featuring two original members of the band, Steve Cooper (bass) and Gary Herrewig (guitar).

Think Think    		         Words & Music by Billy Paliselli & Gary Herrewig


Well don’t tell me no tick tock is keeping you awake
Don’t tell me you feel like, you gotta get away
Here’s my final request, do this we’ll do best

You gotta think, think, think about our hearts, yeah
You gotta think, think, think about our hearts

If it seems like I am, being a bit rash
You should know that your heart, is all I’m gonna ask
Here’s my final request, do this we’ll do best
  
You gotta think, think, think about our hearts, yeah
You gotta think, think… think about it

	Didn’t I mean it when I said how much I need (I need your love)
	Didn’t I clearly say it, always thinking ‘bout you, yeah
	I’m always thinking ‘bout you

Frankly speaking sometimes, you just don’t use your head
So soon you’ll see I’ll be, with someone else instead
Here’s my final request, do this we’ll do best

You gotta think, think, think about our hearts
You gotta think, think… think about it

solo
 
Here’s my final request, do this we’ll do best

You gotta think, think, think about our hearts
You gotta think, think, think about our hearts
You gotta think, think, think about our hearts,  you gotta think!

Think, Think

The Sweet Spot                                                   Words & Music by Gary Frenay & B.D. Love

The weekday’s done, the boss was a jerk, what can you say, except work is work?
He’s home at last, and he grabs a beer, finds a chair and he’s spinning what he wants to hear

	He’s got his speakers set up just right, he’s settled in for the tunes and a real good night 

He’s found the sweet spot, the sweet spot, where the music sounds so fine
He’s found the sweet spot, the sweet spot
Good as gold, down in the mine…  the sweet spot

Batter up, three men on base, he’s sweating bullets, but his hands remain in place

	The pitcher throws, and it’s looking dark, he cracks the bat and it leaves the park

He found the sweet spot, the sweet spot, where the wood and ball align
He’s found the sweet spot, the sure shot
Good as gold, plain as a sign… the sweet spot

		There’s a place in every scheme, in between our thoughts and dreams
		Between a breath and what will follow
		And there it is today, and not tomorrow…  it’s the sweet spot 

As time goes by, most folks surrender, but love is more, than just legal tender

	He takes her hand, she holds it tight,  it’s how it goes...  another, never lonely night 

They’ve found the sweet spot, the sweet spot, through all those many years
They’ve found the sweet spot, the sweet spot, good as gold and true as tears

The sweet spot, the sweet spot, where it all comes into view
The sweet spot, the sweet spot, good as gold, and just as true…. the sweet spot

Everyone's Gone To The Moon  Words & Music by Jonathan King (1965)

Streets full of people, all alone
Roads full of houses, never home
Church full of singing, out of tune
Everyone's gone to the moon

Eyes full of sorrow, never wet
Hands full of money, all in debt
Sun coming out in the middle of June
Everyone's gone to the moon

Long time ago
Life had begun
Everyone went to the sun

Hearts full of motors, painted green
Mouths full of chocolate-covered cream
Arms that can only lift a spoon
Everyone's gone to the moon

Everyone's gone to the moon
Everyone's gone to the moon

Everyone's Gone To The Moon

Friday On My Mind       Words & Music by Harry Vanda & George Young

Monday mornin' feels so bad
Ev'rybody seems to nag me
Comin' Tuesday I feel better
Even my old man looks good
Wed'sday just don't go
Thursday goes too slow
I've got Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight
She is out of sight to me
Tonight I'll spend my bread, tonight
I'll lose my head, tonight
I've got to get to night
Monday I'll have Friday on my mind
Do the five day grind once more
I know of nothin' else that bugs me
More than workin' for the rich man
Hey! I'll change that scene one day
Today I might be mad, tomorrow I'll be glad
'Cause I'll have Friday on my mind
Gonna have fun in the city
Be with my girl, she's so pretty
She looks fine tonight.
She is out of sight to me
Tonight I'll spend my bread, tonight
I'll lose my head, tonight
I've got to get to night
Monday I'll have Friday on my mind

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