My Next Life Lyrics

Back to the Valley

Hit the high road just about the break of day
When the sun comes over the mountain I’ll be on my way back to the valley
See the meadow running golden and green
Cottonwoods they mark the line where the stream runs clean clear through the valley

Hear the wind blow through the trees
Calls me back to where I was meant to be and when I
Hear the wind blow through the trees it reminds me
To go right back there in the valley

In the evening colors come paint the sky
Mountains fade into shades of gray and the songbirds fly all through the valley
Hear the thunder shake the valley like a drum
See that light – it cuts like a knife and you hear that sound ring through the valley

Hit the high road just about the break of day
When the sun comes over the mountain I’ll be on my way back to the valley

Corner Café

The girl with the make up turns from her coffee cup as I walk in the door
She gives me a look and goes back to her book I’m not the one she’s waiting for
The boy at the bar with the backpack guitar is trying to catch the girl’s eye
She answers her phone and he stands there alone rubbing his hand on his thigh

Everybody is coming and going and saying goodbye and hello
I’m just happy to sit in my corner and watch as they come and they go
They come and they go

This is the place that I first saw your face when I came in from out of the rain
I came in and sat and I took off my hat and you smiled and you asked me my name

Everybody is coming and going and saying goodbye and hello
I’m just happy to sit in our corner and watch as they come and they go
They come and they go

Everybody is looking for something or someone to turn into
I was looking for someone – it turned out to be you

You get off work late so I’ll meet you at eight and I’ll sit in our usual booth
I’ll have a Guiness – I’ll get you a sandwich and I will be waiting for you

Everybody is coming and going and saying goodbye and hello
We’re so happy to sit in our corner and watch as they come and they go
Everybody is texting and chatting and saying goodbye and hello
We’re so happy to sit in our corner and watch as they come and they go
They come and they go

In My Next Life

In my next life I will be taller and more statuesque
Just like Maria Sharipova in a little white tennis dress
But you won’t be any shorter – I’m the one who grows
So I can kiss you on the lips without standing on my toes

Can you reserve your next partner before the dance is through?
‘Cause I want you in my next life too

In my next life I will always know what to say
Hold my own in conversation with witty repartee
But you won’t be any shyer puttin’ down the man
I love to hear you tick off all the Republicans

In my next life I’ll play guitar like nobody knows how
Sing just like Ruthie Foster and dance just like I dance now
But you won’t be so afraid to shake it on the floor
We’ll dance so beautifully the crowd will call out more, more, more

Oh round and round the wheel of fortune goes
Where it stops does anybody really know?
In my next life I’ll probably meet you on a train
You’ll smile and you’ll stand up and you’ll give me your seat again
And I will fall for you before we even arrive
And we’ll probably drive each other crazy for all the rest of all our lives

Indian Summer

Woke up on a Monday in the early afternoon
I missed the whole morning all curled up in my cocoon
And on the kitchen table was a list of chores none of which sounded like much fun
So I began to think of better things to do like running away with someone

We will travel in a red canoe or in an old Gypsy cart
Sing into the night, sleep under the stars
In the Indian summer of the heart

Think of all the places that you have never been before
The ancient redwoods right beside the crashing shore
So pack up your guitar and your violin, sleeping bag and a frying pan
Change the message on the answering machine put a note on the table and

And when the night gets cold I’ll hold your hand in mine
We’ll stay away until October’s chill reminds us of the time…

We will travel in a red canoe or in an old gypsy cart
Sing into the night, sleep under the stars
In the Indian Summer of the heart

Into My Lips

There was a song that I used to know when I was just a
Young girl swinging my head back singin’ into the sky
I sang it to myself when I was afraid and then I was up
With the songbirds among the branches learning to fly

Come and sing it into my lips
Come and put your hands onto my hips
And remember how the song goes
(Love is precious Love is precious)

I knew it well back in my day but sometimes now
I recall almost all of that fleeting tune
Into my dreams just before dawn it speaks to me of
Young and fearless and tender lovers who parted too soon

Sing it back sing it back to me

You’ve seen it before years can go by ‘til you can’t even
Hear the chorus of the morning songbirds anymore
Then you hear a voice inside your head it says
These are the hands and the voice and the face I adore

The Tale of Peter Rabbit

Peter in the garden – your momma told you not to go
What was it drew you underneath the gate
Lettuce starts and radishes and watercress
Hummingbirds that buzz, buzz above your head

Mr. MacGregor will have you in a pie just like your father before you
You throw it all away for one delicious hour in the cool, green, forbidden garden

He come ‘round the corner, he yells and waves his rake
Old man has chased you into the potting shed
Scared and bewildered – given yourself up for lost
That flock of sparrows somehow heard your sobs

Jump out the window and run for the gate
Where is it now Where is it now?
Get caught up in some net and the buttons on your jacket are
Holding you down, they’re holding you down

Flopsy and Mopsy and Cottontail had berries and brown bread for their supper
Straight to bed with you, you naughty rabbit with just a dose of chamomile tea

Mr. MacGregor will have you in a pie just like your father before you
That’s the second jacket that you’ve lost in a week in the cool, green, forbidden garden

Come Home

Wind is howlin’ round our house, the sky is ghostly white
I called but you were out, I said I’m missing you tonight
I’ve been cold for months on end, it gets down in my bones
I left you and you left me up here all alone

I am calling out your name across the Great Divide
Come back to the mountaintop, come back to my side
I am calling out your name, you’ve been away too long
Come home, come home, come home

Snow has covered everything as far as I can see
Until I cannot even tell the shape of things beneath
February took its toll until we couldn’t feel
Until we couldn’t tell apart the false words from the real

I went out to feed the birds two days ago
Wasn’t watching I almost stepped upon a crocus in the snow

The road is open with chain controls, please say you will
Throw the truck into four-wheel drive and make it up the hill

Eden’s Daughter

All these people that you’re tryin’ to impress
The way you’re talking, the way you’re posing, the way you dress
They don’t know you like I’ve know you for so long
You’re acting like you lost your mojo, girl there’s nothing wrong

In all the garden you’re the only one
The only flower sparkling in the sun
You’re as pure as cold spring water
You are the original Eden’s daughter

Try to be a daisy, you are not a daisy, you’re a rose
Sweeter to the eye, softer to the touch, honey to the nose
Waxy leaves, but beneath them, you’ve got thorns
But I love you anyway the way that you were born

In all the garden you’re the only one
The only flower sparkling in the sun
You’re as pure as cold spring water
You are the original Eden’s daughter

I’m not saying that change is bad
Trying to show you the gifts you already have

In My Own Skin

If I didn’t spread myself so thin
If you could just learn when to say when
Maybe I could breathe out and breathe in
Maybe I could feel at home in my own skin

If I didn’t second guess myself
Always put my plans up on the shelf
Maybe I could breathe out and breathe in
Maybe I could feel at home in my own skin

I take my time as I learn my way
So surprised to see
All the time that I spent running blind
Set me where I need to be

Will it ever be right time right place?
Will I ever walk in perfect grace?
I will just breathe out I will just breathe in
And feel at home in my own skin

Sky Full of Stars

Night has come down east through the cypress trees
That whisper by the water, the wind it must have taught her
To hold her breath at midnight , to be as still as glass

I lie on the dock anchored on my back
My arms spread in a T, released from gravity
I could fall up into that big old bowl of black

Falling through the sky full of stars

Just like every year we’ve been coming here
You couldn’t come this time and our sad goodbye
Settles like fog into the hollow of my heart

Falling through the sky full of stars

A loon calls in the dark, another echoes back
I draw the bowstring, send this message flying
I miss you tonight and I wish I could just go

Falling through the sky full of stars Full of stars
Falling through the sky full of stars Full of stars

Nothing is Better

Let me sleep until the sun is high, wake me up with a kiss
Bring me coffee in my favorite cup, nothing is better than this

The breakfast nook of this quiet house, cat on my lap and on the pages
Of the Sunday paper, you laugh and say nothing is better than this

What will it be? Toast and jam or eggs and oranges
I slice the bread you make the tea, nothing is better than this

I have seen the Parthenon , the ruins of ancient Greece
I have sipped au lait in a Paris café but this is where I want to be

In the afternoon you come to me like wind moving through the trees
Windows are open, sun on my back, nothing is better than this