What Kind Of Love Is This?

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Written by Doug Harvey

Every time I see you
My heart jumps to my throat.
I run out of clever things to say.
And my hands start to shake,
My heart starts to break
Whenever you walk away

I’ve been around for a while,
I thought I’d seen it all,
But no one makes me feel the way that you do.
My soul catches fire,
My nerves become live wires
Whenever I lay eyes on you

What kind of love is this?
Just one kiss
And I’m falling apart at the seams.
What kind of love is this –
So much fear and tenderness?
Is it real or am I lost in a dream?

‘Bet you think I’m crazy.
I know you think I’m strange,
But I can’t control this metamorphosis
My pulse starts to race;
I can’t control the pace.
Tell me, what kind of love is this

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Your smile could move mountains
Your kiss could melt the snow
And your eyes are like the sunshine on the dew
What am I? Just a fool
Head over heels in love with you.
Will you be my dream coming true?

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© Copyright by Doug Harvey and Bird Ash Music

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What Am I Gonna Do?

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Written by Doug Harvey

Walkin’ the streets on a Saturday night
Don’t seem to know what to do
Cruising the bars on the boulevard
Talkin’ to strangers and thinkin’ ‘bout you

There was a time when you and I
Were having the times of our lives
We had the world in the palms of our hands
You slipped right through my fingers and now…

I’ve had a few drinks and it’s time to go home
But there ain’t nothing; there but a bed and a phone
The jukebox is playin’ our favorite song
I’m slurring the words but I’m singin’ along
I’m drownin’ your mem’ry in a bottle of booze
I got a bad case of the single man’s blues
Darlin’ I’m so lonely and blue
Helpless on my own without you
Tell me, baby, what am I gonna do
Without you?

What did I do? What did I say?
When did you decide to go away?
So many things that I’ll never explain
Will you ever come back someday?

The nights are so long and the days are too
Too many empty hours without you
No one to talk to and not much to do
Except reach for a bottle and start singin’ the blues

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© Copyright by Doug Harvey and Bird Ash Music

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