Warm (lyrics)

Was completely head over heels and infatuated when I wrote this - I was drunk on love, autumn, alcohol and a certain brand of cereal...

Free MP3: Web Sheldon - Warm

Hey mister,
I didn't used to know your name
Or the kinda game you were playing

You were just some real cute guy
In a club in a city
Miles away

Hey mister,
So what would you say if I were to say
Would you go on a date with me?

Wanted to get to know you better
You wrote me a letter
I keep it in my diary

Can you feel the chill
It's a frosty dawn
I can feel the chill
I'd like to keep you warm

I'd like to put my arms around you
Kiss you when I greet you
Hold hands when we want to
Be "Me and you"

Kiss you whilst you're calling
Taste you in the morning
Hold you when I'm phoning in sick for you
To be "Me and you"

Hey mister,
So was that your arm or my leg
And what did the (Smashing) Pumpkins say to you?

As soon as they left
You turned over to me
And we kissed and I sank into you

Everybody says I'm so lucky
And isn't it exciting
And yes it is

And I swear I'm growing up as we speak
For once
I'm no emotional freak


Can you feel the chill
It's a frosty dawn
I can feel the chill
I'd like to keep you warm

I'd like to put my arms around you
Kiss you when I greet you
Hold hands when we want to
Be "Me and you"

Kiss you whilst you're calling
Taste you in the morning
Hold you when I'm phoning in sick for you
To be "Me and you"

Whatever happens anytime, anywhere
Where we're all going or what that curl means in your hair
Wouldn't it be so much easier if we could read minds
I think I'd trade in my favourite cords for that sometime
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?


I'd like to put my arms around you
Kiss you when I greet you
Hold hands when we want to
Be "Me and you"

Kiss you whilst you're calling
Taste you in the morning
Hold you when I'm phoning in sick for you
To be "Me and you"

Can you feel the chill?
I'd like to keep you warm

After San (lyrics)

2 weeks ago
You called me in the morning
I was jet lagged from New York
And hungover
You said you'd been sad lately
Stumbled over your words
And then you said
"It's not gonna work"

And you started crying, crying
And I started trying
To work out exactly what these words meant
And you started crying, crying
And I saw there listening
To my boyfried telling me I'm no more than a friend
Not anymore

So I laid down in our bed of tears
Started to think back over this year
I listened to "The Treehouse Song"
We were gonna move in before too long
You only asked me 2 months ago
Before things changed like I'd never know

And you started crying, crying
And I started trying
To work out exactly what these words meant
And you started crying, crying
And I saw there listening
To my boyfried telling me I'm no more than a friend
Not anymore

Is this because I've been smoking
Have I not called you enough
Maybe I shouldn't have gone to New York

Is this because of my mood swings?
Do my texts take too long?
You couldn't even tell me what was wrong, no
You couldn't even tell me what was wrong, no

You couldn't even tell me what I'd done wrong

Takin' The High (Lyrics)

Recorded this in 2005...

Web Sheldon - Takin' The High

So you're here but you're not here
So it happened but it didn't
Angel on the shoulder
Quietely suggesting that you shouldn't
Oh, it's falling apart

So you're here but you're not here
So it happened but it didn't
Angel on the shoulder
Screamin' that you shouldn't

Oh, oh, oh
It's falling apart, apart, apart, apart
Oh, oh, oh
Why don't you get a room?

And now you're singing out of tune
Whenever you get to sing
Feelings are less than before
They all know it's leading nowhere
It's got nowhere to go
But the devil still dreams for more

Oh, oh, oh
It's falling apart, apart, apart, apart
Oh, oh, oh
Why don't you get a room?

And now you're looking miserbale
Kinda reverse intent
Change hand in hand with confusion (confusion)
He's the devil and the angel
He's the distant boyfriend
Caught up in love/lust illusion (illusion)

Oh, oh, oh
They're takin' the high high high high life
Oh, oh, oh
He's not gonna be a wife


And now you're singing out of tune
Whenever you get to sing
Feelings are less than before
They all know it's leading nowhere
It's got nowhere to go
But the devil still dreams for more

And now you're looking miserbale
Kinda reverse intent
Change hand in hand with confusion
He's the devil and the angel
He's the distant boyfriend
Caught up in love/lust illusion

Oh, oh, oh
It's falling apart, apart, apart, apart
Oh, oh, oh
Why don't you get a room?

Oh, oh, oh
They're takin' the high high high high life
Oh, oh, oh
He's not gonna be a wife

So you think that it's gone missing
Lost through all the kissing
Found abandoned on the covers
Of a few careless lovers
Careless lovers
Dirty lovers