Kiss Me Hello - Lyrics

Crayola Doesn’t Make a Color For Your Eyes

I went to see the doctor. I’d come down with the blues.
She said “No, I can’t cure you, but I know something you can do.
Take out a piece of paper, and sit down for a while,
and draw a pretty picture of something that makes you smile.”

Well, I know what makes me happy.
Didn’t have to think for long.
But when I tried to draw it, it always came out wrong.
I had a box of 12, 48 and 64,
but nowhere could I find that one shade I was looking for.
I guess I realized... shoulda come as no surprise...

Crayola doesn’t make a color for your eyes.
There is no way that I could possibly describe you.
Crayola doesn’t make a color to draw my love.

At first I thought of Green Blue, but then I saw Blue Green.
And then sometimes in bright light, they look Aquamarine.
I think at night they’re darker. I looked again for you.
Saw Grey and Black and went out walkin’ after Midnight Blue
But the hues of the deepest skies would be a compromise...

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Spring Green is much too yellow, Sea Green is far too pale.
Cornflower’s way too mellow, so I’ll try again and fail.
There’s no way I can capture the way you make me feel.
One look from you is rapture, whether Blue or Green or Teal.
No color qualifies. That crayon’s telling lies...

Crayola doesn’t make a color...

Hey look, it’s Periwinkle. So sure I got it now.
But you wink and there’s a twinkle in your eye and still, somehow,
I just can’t get that sparkle. Those glitter crayons won’t.
Maybe Glow-In-The-Dark’ll get it right. Aw, no they don’t.
Mr. Crayola tries, but I’m left to fantasize...

Crayola doesn’t make a color...

For your eyes, something darker... let’s see what I can find.
Melted mahogany and got the depth not the shine.
Just about gave up and then I peeled the paper off a little end of –
Really thought it coulda been – ahh, not even Burnt Sienna!
Your passport says they’re brown, but I’m gonna keep lookin’ round... 

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Jump Start My Heart
 
Jump start my heart, baby.
Jump start my heart. The last boy here,
he left me thinkin’ maybe.
Jump start my heart, if you wanna ride.
You found me dead inside.
Jump Start, he shoulda left me runnin’.
The way he strolled away,
I thought he was comin’ back.
Jump start my heart. I know it’s a shame,
cuz I’m the one to blame. See,

I’m the fool who went and left...
I’m the fool who went and left...
I’m the fool who went and left the lights on.

Jump start my heart, sweetie.
I heard you might have the spare key.
Jump start my heart, honey.
It’s worth a run for the money.
Jump start my heart, darlin’.
But you know I’m giving you fair warning.

This time, I won’t wait around.
This time, don’t run me down.
This time, my radio’s gotta found
the right song.

I wanna found the right song.
Jump start.

My Crazy

They say I’m talking to myself
(when I’m talking to you).
They say I’m talking to myself
(when I’m talking to you).
They say that I’m going crazy.
That much is true.

They say that I’m hearing voices (just one)
They say that I’m hearing voices (just one)
They say that I’m going crazy. It’s no fun.

I heard that ghosts and true loves
can sometimes appear where they’re not.
You told me this isn’t true love,
so whose ghost’s got me caught?

They say I’m wringin’ my hands
(when I’m holding yours)
They say I’m wringin’ my hands
(when I’m holding yours)
They say that I’m going crazy. Of course.
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They say I’m losing track of time.

I know they say I’m losing track of time.
But I’ve counted every single minute
since you were mine.

Kiss Me Hello
 
You love to love me when you’re leaving,
when you’re halfway out the door.
You turn around and kiss me sayin’ you hate to go.
But never no, no, no. You never kiss me hello.
You always love to leave me guessin’
Are you here on business or...
pleasure. So I’ll play it cool.
That last time we’ll ignore.
Never no, no, no.You never kiss me hello.

Well I heard you had a little thing for those
loooong goodbyes. But if you ask me what I think,
I’d say there’s something to be said
for the short word “hi”.

Love me when you’re leavin’.
Halfway out the door.
You pick me up and swing me around
like you were goin’ off to the War.
Baby no, no, no. You never kiss me hello.

If you’d only kiss me
when you first come around,
I might have a chance. I could be
over you by the time you leave town.

Is that what you think you know?
How to leave me wantin’ more?
Oh baby, why not live it up now?
Life is just too short.
Never no, no, no. You never kiss me hello.
This once, before you go...
Come on and kiss me hello


Fly
 
There’s a scar in the sky when a plane goes by.
Like a surgery gave birth to possibility.
My baby wants to fly.
My baby wants to fly away from me.
There’s a look in your eye, I can’t describe.
All I know, it’s unsatisfied.
My baby wants to fly.
My baby wants to fly away from me.
There’s talk goin’ down, you’re running around.
I kinda think you wanna be found.
My baby wants to fly.
My baby wants to fly away from me.

Flee. Fly from this slow slum.
If I smell sweat, are you already on the run?
I don’t mean to hold you, but I kinda wish I’d told you
That I wanna leave this place as bad as you do.

Star light, star bright.
Wish I may be on that flight.
My baby wants to fly.
My baby wants to fly away from me

Your Ex-Life Calling
 
Ring ring. Not the ring around your finger,
but the ringin’ in your ears when you
think you’re gonna leave her.
Ring ring. You were waiting for the call.

Some might have thought it was a wild dog’s howl.
Ring ring. That’s a full fifty cents.
She called you up today just to push you off the fence.
Now you’re looking out the window at the silvery moon
while a voice keeps calling from the other room. It says:

Baby, don’t answer the phone.
It’s just your ex-life will never leave you alone.
The only place that’s left to run is home.

Knock knock. Not the knockin’ at your door,
but your push-pull pulse pounding out for more.
Knock knock. Don’t even ask who’s there.
You know who it is, yeah, you know you been there.
Knock knock. It’s the hollow sound
of your suitcase, empty since you came to this town.
Now you’re looking round the room but it’s an empty stare.
You know that what you’re thinking, it isn’t fair.
The phone’s still ringing, it’s ringing off the hook.
Don’t turn around, baby. Don’t even look back, baaaby...

Baby, don’t answer the phone.
It’s just your ex-life will never leave you alone.
The only place that’s left to run is home.

I said I see you standing right here, baby,
Won’t you please come home.


Heat
 
Can’t shake it in this weather.
The salt’s all gone stuck together.
The envelopes are sealing by themselves.
I drop the spoon in my still-full soup bowl.
Soup’s the only thing round here going cold.
Even the doors are too swollen for their frames.

In this heat, all I want...
I can’t eat. All I want...
In this heat, all I want on my tongue
is your name.

Toss and turn. Kick off the sheets.
No way that I’m getting to sleep.
The fan is on high and moving slow.
Black sky turning slowly grey.
Leftover sunshine from yesterday.
Crickets whisper, too lazy to talk.

In this heat, all I want...
I can’t sleep. All I want...
In this heat, all I want in my dreams
is your name.


Pale Moon
 
Pale moon in the bright blue sky.
Quiet moon in the trumpeting sunlight.
Full moon in the bright blue sky.
High noon, hiding your light.

I heard she’s waiting.
She waits for night.

Crescent moon in the bright blue sky.
Tiny spoon. Little bite of the big pie.
Half moon in the bright blue sky.
Hold on. Hold back your better side.

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Crooked moon in the bright blue sky.
Corner of the room. You watch from the outside.
Shy moon in the bright blue sky.
Lonesome moon. Stars more your own kind.

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Like the Snow
 
It was a warm love in a northern town.
It was the right time for settling down.
It was a storm brought me to your door.
I didn’t ask for your love, but I couldn’t ask for more.
I saw the sun come out yesterday.
I felt our love melting away.
Believe me when I say I’m gonna miss your face.
Walking away I wonder, do you know this place?

Between the white earth and the black night,
When a love’s going wrong but it’s still all right.
If only half of me wants to let go,
Can I go and come back like the snow?

They were good reasons I became your bride.
It’s nothing you did wrong, that’s not why I cried.
The pressure here, it’s in my own heart.
It’s beating me up, it’ll push us apart.
Because I’m not the same girl as when we met.
I know I’ll change again, and yet...
What if I come to miss your love,
All through the rainy southern winters, I’ll be dreaming of

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Does only half of you want me to go?
Can I turn and grow back like the green leaves turn yellow?
Can’t I lift and fall back like the snow.


Dancin' In My Sleep

Dancin’ in my sleep, colors spinning round.
Barely feel my feet, as they touch the ground.
What ecstacy has come over me?
I don’t care if I ever wake or die.
Pleasure’s killing me, dancin’ in my sleep.
Voices call my name, very far away.
But I must remain, hear the music play.
Never in my life have I felt so free.
Lighter than the air, as I laugh and leap.
No step I won’t dare, dancin’ in my sleep.

Round and round and
Round and round and
Round and round and round and round I go...

As I drop and sway in my dream ballet,
No one on this earth ever danced this way.
Never heel or toe miss a single beat.
Precious memory I will always keep.
When I wake I pray, dancin’ in my sleep


(Just Another Song About) Molly Brown 

My friend Molly, she got a dozen songs about her. 
That’s what she said, and I’d never doubt her. 
They were songs of love, and they were songs of lust. 
Predictions of how she’d leave (as she always must). 
So this is just another song about Molly Brown. 
Bada Babba Dabba Ba Ba. Badabba da dabba dabba da. 

Cuz there’s a hope and a prayer to be found 
As long as Molly’s driving around. 

My friend Molly, she lives in a moving van. 
Her banjo’s in the back. For a day come play in her band.
She wrote the songs she knows in crayon on the wall. 
But not quite all the songs – you see she left out 
all the songs about Molly Brown. 
The many many songs about Molly Brown.. 
Bada Babba Dabba Ba Ba. Badabba da dabba dabba da. 

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You say you don’t sing unless it’s somebody’s birthday. 
You say the jukebox is the only music you play. 
Well, wait till Molly smiles, boy, if you don’t run, 
You’ll find some old guitar. You’ll start to strum 
And write a song about Molly Brown. 
Yet another song about Molly Brown. 
Bada Babba Dabba Ba Ba. Badabba da dabba dabba da. 

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At night she’ll park the van, light the stove, sing a lullabye. 
She’ll let you ride with her till you turn out like all the guys 
And write a song about Molly Brown. 
No, not another song about Molly Brown. 

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Yeah, there’s a hope and a prayer to be found. 
Hallelujah. 
Hey, that’s your song Molly Brown, 
and I’m gonna sing it right to ya. 
Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah. 
For that banjo babe Molly Brown, let’s sing 
Hallelujah!



Hello Where Are You?

...bbrrrrng....

Hello? (Hello where are you?) Driving in my car.
Hello? (Hello where are you?) Well, I haven’t moved far.
You know, it’s less than a mile since the last time you rang.
In fact, I’ve been on the phone since I bought this thaang.
Drivin’ in my car, let it be known...

I don’t care if I can “roam.”
I’m just a prisoner, and my cell is a phone.

Hello? (o ere ar ou?) What’s that? Say that again?
Hello? (an yo ear mnow?) Bad reception on this plane.
Hello? (Hello where are you?) Can you call back after nine?
Hello? (Hello where are you?) Oh, by the way... I’m fine.
Plane or train, let it be known ...

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Do you remember the long blue highway at night?
There’s a low, blue glow at the side of the road
where a pay phone is swallowing dimes.
A pay phone is slowly eating up time... I don’t mind.
Inside, the waitress will give you a pocket full of change.
Or better, you’re outside. You’re riding on the range.
You’re a cowgirl, baby, and the sky is your own.
And those saddlebags, they don’t got room for no phone.
Hello? (Hello where are you?) I was trying to slumber.
Hello? (Hello where are you?) How did you get this number?
C’est la vie, say the old folks. You never can tell.
But me, I’m running back to Ma Ma Ma Bell.
Hello? (Hey where are you?) That’s a really good question.
Hello? (Hello where are you?) Time to stop and ask directions.
Hello? (Crrssxxsh...) Um.
(Hello are you okay?) What’s the fine for hit & run?
Oh officer, don’t arrest me. Isn’t it enough?
Can’t you see I’m already handcuffed?
Round the world to home, let it be known...

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It’s for you.

Faith
 
You wouldn’t remember because you couldn’t hear me
but I called you.
You couldn’t have heard me because you didn’t know me
yet I called you. I called you.
Love. I called you Love before I knew you.
I called you Love in the time
when I called this moment The Future.

Didn’t have your number, didn’t know your name
but I called you.
Didn’t know the rainbow came after the rain
but I looked for you. Hoped for you.
Hope. I called you Hope before I knew you.
I called you Hope in the time
when I called this moment The Future.

There were times when I was filled with doubt.
There were other times I had it all figured out.
And in both those times
I had come to believe I was dreamin’.
but now I find out, you are a dream to believe in.

Didn’t have your number, didn’t know your name
but I called you.
Didn’t know the rainbow came after the rain
but I looked for you. Searched for you.
Peace. I prayed for peace before I found you.
I called you Faith in the time
when I called this moment The Future.
I called to you when I called Today
The Future.