In the shadow of my sombrero, the light is rather dim,

I can only just get a glimpse of you,

So the chances of romance are rather slim.

Do you want to bathe in the Sun, too ?

In the shadow of my sombrero, can just hear the church bells

chime,

So, this is a song you probably won’t hear,

Mid - Noon, or mid - afternoon, cannot tell what’s the time ?

& my donkey’s getting difficult to steer.

In the shadow of my sombrero, over the rooftops, I sing a

bolero,

My heart warms as the Sun sets,

Livin’, lovin’, without a care …. oooh!

The tune on my guitar is the best ever played, yet !

In the shadow of my sombrero, into the orange grove,

I watch you go,

Chasing you where the olives grow,

A sip of sangria make me love you even more, so,

Kissing you beneath a lemon bough.

We live life in a musical world …

With sound all around us,

Life’s rythmn surrounds us,

Decibels astound us,

Turning up the volume that grounds us.

There’s a chorus in every day,

People sing in everything they so and say,

As they go about their business, people sway,

God’s music sent to make life less grey.

When I pass a building site,

I hear God telephoning me just to see I’m alright,

It’s his chatter that makes the birds sing,

Just so a little bit of Heaven he can bring.

Along on the bus journey, there’s a rattle and a hum,

Raindrops bounce off the pavement, just like a musical

drum,

Even do my shopping with a musical beat,

Hearin’ an angel’s chorus, as I tap my feet.

Living life with a little of God’s shake, rattle and roll,

A little bit of music, and a whole load of soul.

It’s God’s Hosanna, takin’ us off to Nirvana,

Exhaulted higher, waving a Soprano’s banner, in a manner.

Catch the Sun in your open arms,

Embrace it’s rays and feel it’s charms,

See how even ice it warms,

No qualms, hear the Sun’s message, sung like Brahms.

Chorus

In a while, you’ll have a sunny smile,

Praying to the Sun goddess, soleil - style.

Catch the Sun in a loving embrace,

Let is cover and lighten your face,

Engulfing all of the human race,

Bringing Gods’ goodness and his grace.

Chorus

Catchin’ the Sun, mesmerised, as it shone,

Where there was darkness, the Sun shines bright,

With it’s peace, let there be light,

If you catch a bit of it’s gold, everythin’ll be alright.

Chorus

If life seems full of woe,

You’re lost on your road,

Son’t know which way to go,

Try unlocking the power of a Tai Chi glow.

Chorus

Taking strength from the Sun, across the city,

All over, bathed in it’s purity,

With a vision of electricity,

When in Sunlight, everything seems so pretty.

Chorus

Spinning into orbit,

The cloud hanging over me become lit,

Lifted from out of this pit,

As I catch the Sun, and starlight, as we sit.

Was so sure, but really don’t know anymore,

What happens next, when you walk out the door ?

Should I collapse in a heap on the floor ?

What happens next, once you’ve gone away,

Should I wait here for you all day ?

I’d much rather if you were able to stay.

What happens next, is it over for good ?

Shall we get back together, as I know that we should,

Shall we make everything understood ?

What happens next, will I see you again ?

Hoping for Sun, but there’s only rain,

Nothin’ much to do, ‘cept stare from the windowpane.

What happens next, shall we discuss it at length ?

Will you drop by, when you need a bit of strength ?

Honey, let’s make sure we’re back on the same wavelength.

What happens next, shall I sit and wait for things to get

great ?

Will you ever be passing by my gate ?

Were destined to be together, honey, it seems it’s our fate.

What happens next, will you remember me ?

Or - will be always thinking of the way things ought to be ?

Maybe, we’ll see eye to eye eventually.

What happens next, will you forget all that was said ?

Although, you’re now gone, you’re still in my head,

Can’t decide if we should be together, or apart, instead.

What happens next, day by day, time passes by,

Minutes tick, and still time can fly,

Wondering hour after hour, will things sweeten or be

forever sour ?

What happens next, praying for a miracle, watch wait and

see,

Is it that we’re so well suited, but we cannot be free,

In my heart of heats, I’m imagining you coming back to me ?

So it’s into the rose garden with rose,

Before love goes and goes,

Just to see how the garden grows,

Maybe, to tell Rose I love, though I’m sure she knows.

So it’s into the rose garden with rose,

Does she want a flower, I suppose ?

I ask in prose, she says one of those,

I take a picture, a beautiful pose.

So it’s into the rose garden with rose,

As the Sun shines on the garden and the wind blows,

I pick a flower, from off one of the boughs,

Just like life, love has it’s highs and it’s lows,

Sometimes, it’s fast and sometimes it slows.

So it’s into the rose garden with rose,

As we caress, she strokes my leg with her toes,

The tassles on her dress tickles my face,

With roses growing all over the place.

So it’s into the rose garden with rose,

We rock together in to’s and fro’s,

I hope my love for Rose never goes,

Luckily, I’m the guy that Rose chose.

So it’s into the rose garden with rose,

One by one, she strips off her clothes,

We mose a little and I kiss her nose,

It’s lovin’ she reaps, because lovin’ she sows.

All week long’s been cold and grey,

But on Friday, you take my breath away,

May have spent Monday to Thursday, rather dowdy,

But when Friday comes, we’re together in a crowdy.

Chorus

Friday night’s glistening with glitz and glam,

Never had this much energy (or this much fun !),

Darlin’, all night, dancin’ with synergy,

I’m sure that you’ll agree,

Tonight was made for you and me,

With diamond electricity,

Hyper - activity,

Glitz and glam synchronicity.

Wearing as many diamonds as I can cram,

On Friday night’s it’s glitz and glam,

I really don’t at all give a damn,

Sparkling, like champagne, Friday ain’t no sham.

Chorus

Some like it hot, but not a lot,

Some like a lot and not so hot,

Some like everything that you’ve got,

Some say everything and don’t care what.

Chorus

Some like it hot, so why does our love go off the boil ?

Some care not a lot, if our love starts to spoil.

Some see the gold in a lepricaun’s pot,

Only sometimes do things hit the right spot.

Fair enough, ladybirds have only one dot,

But when I ask for your love, you give not a jot.

Chorus

Some like it hot, so the temperature’s rising,

Oh so very hot, it’s love (hardly surprising) … (repeat to fade)

Talking in murmurs,

Whispering sweet nothings to you,

Saying all those things,

That we never seem to have the time to do.

Chorus

Pillowtalk, pillowtalk,

Day - dreaming for hours,

Fallen on my pillow,

Are a thousand and one petals from flowers.

Speaking in rhyme,

Just taking a little time,

Honey, when we spend time talking pillowtalk,

All we never seem to do is unwind.

Chorus

Soft and warm, our conversations are so pillowy,

Honey, relaxing in your arms, make me feel oh so willowy,

Darling, your hair lob - sidedly falls out of place,

There’s a smudge of lipstick, on the side of your face …

(repeat to fade).

Manna to the Earth,

Dropping like raindrops,

A million pounds worth,

In the sky, very soon,

A shiny dime will be the Moon,

Like the Sun, glistening over gloom,

Playing a rich, golden tune.

My multi - millionaire masterpiece,

A treasure chest in Greece,

From dark clouds, there’ll be release,

And all the world’s poverty will decrease.

Only the economy will radiantly increase.

Taking a sip from the golden chalice of a generous priest,

If one each day, a nickel starts to fall,

Maybe each penny might breakdown poverty’s wall.

There’ll be an end to poverty, all the world over,

With riches from above here.

Not a penny more, nor a penny less.

A million dollars jackpot,

To a million people, a million nickels of happiness.

When the price is right,

Money won’t be so tight,

With pennies from Heaven,

You can take me out tonight.

If the Moon’s a balloon,

Then the Sun plays a radiant tune,

Every note will be a diamond,

Made from silver and gold,

Falling on hillsides made of emeralds,

With as many rubies as it’s possible to hold.

Maybe all that glistens is not gold,

Shining Sun’s rays, in colours, oh ! so bold !

Make believe a miracle,

Make sure that it is a spectacle,

Honey, with you everything is magical,

In fact, it’s miraculously fantastic - able.

Before we met, was only longing,

Fantasising about, days that were stronging,

Day - dreaming - but it was so wronging,

Now, honey, I’ve found utter belonging.

Honey, let’s give up this play act,

Let’s tell only truths as a matter of fact,

Life shouldn’t be lived as a masquerade,

Though I suppose, miracles sometimes seem a charade.

Make believe a miracle, and it may come true,

Believing in miracles, as sometimes, people do,

Honey, it’s a miracle, you’re loving me through and through,

I’ll believe in you, if you believe in me, there’ll be a miracle

between us two.

Whatever it is you’re hoping for,

A miracle is the key, which unlocks the door,

Miraculously there’s magic even more and more,

So many magical moonbeams … and miracles galore.