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Here's another collaboration with Stan Loh who wrote the lyrics. I did the music, the vocals and the mix. We hope you like it
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Lyrics
The Chameleon In You
You play with love like a walnut shell game,
You hide it so well, I’m growing insane,
When you’re cold, my day becomes a blur,
When you’re warm everything is clear,
You’re great for a spell,
Then I’m back in a walnut shell,
Moving around so confused,
I hate the chameleon in you.
You make me pay when you turn to blue,
Then you call to say I love you,
My heart will melt, we’re happy for a while,
Then it’s like a bloody turnstile,
With nowhere to go,
With your mind I will never know,
Oh give me a clue,
I hate the chameleon in you.
Girl, I ain’t no toy,
Your game is no joy,
But underneath your shell,
I feel that all will be well,
Am I a fool to be emotional?
Is it too soon to build our world?
I’ve counted the months, the picture’s incomplete,
I need to know there is no deceit,
The words that you say,
I believe there will come a day,
And that’s well overdue,
To take the chameleon from you
Girl, I ain’t no toy,
Your game is no joy,
But underneath your shell,
I feel that all will be well, will be well
Copyright Stanley Loh March 23, 2005
You play with love like a walnut shell game,
You hide it so well, I’m growing insane,
When you’re cold, my day becomes a blur,
When you’re warm everything is clear,
You’re great for a spell,
Then I’m back in a walnut shell,
Moving around so confused,
I hate the chameleon in you.
You make me pay when you turn to blue,
Then you call to say I love you,
My heart will melt, we’re happy for a while,
Then it’s like a bloody turnstile,
With nowhere to go,
With your mind I will never know,
Oh give me a clue,
I hate the chameleon in you.
Girl, I ain’t no toy,
Your game is no joy,
But underneath your shell,
I feel that all will be well,
Am I a fool to be emotional?
Is it too soon to build our world?
I’ve counted the months, the picture’s incomplete,
I need to know there is no deceit,
The words that you say,
I believe there will come a day,
And that’s well overdue,
To take the chameleon from you
Girl, I ain’t no toy,
Your game is no joy,
But underneath your shell,
I feel that all will be well, will be well
Copyright Stanley Loh March 23, 2005
jdholliday
Awesome!