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Music, Rhythm of my Life

Music, moves me, it evokes such strong emotions and at times, becomes, even overwhelming to ones soul.

Anita Baker - You Bring Me Joy
♪You bring me joy♪
When I'm down
So much joy
♫When I lose my way your love comes smiling on me
I saw your face♪
And then I knew
We would be friends♪
♪I was so afraid, but your arms, they'd say 'come to me'♫

Keith Urban - Raining on Sunday
♪Your love is like religion
♫A cross in Mexico♪
And your kiss is like the innocence♫
♪Of a prayer nailed to a door♪


Maroon 5 - Secret/Ain't No Sunshine
♪I know I don't know you
But I want you so bad
♫Everyone has a secret♪
Oh, can they keep it?
♪Oh no, they can't♫


Bob Seger - Hollywood Nights
♪She took his hand and she led him along that golden beach
They watched the waves tumble over the sand♪
♫They drove for miles and miles♪
up those twisting turning roads♫
♪Higher and higher and higher they climbed

Heart - If Looks Could Kill
♪Caught you in the act can't put up with that♫
Messin' where you shouldn't be♪
I wanna hear you say you're sorry
♪Cause' nobody takes advantage of me
You're missin' the mark shootin' in the dark♫
I'm pullin' the wool from my eyes♪
Baby, don't push me further
♪It's gonna hurt you if it happens twice
If looks could kill♪
You'd be lyin' on the floor
♫You'd be beggin' me please please baby don't hurt me no more



Just to Name a few, I have so many!!!

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