Stars Album
Artist(s): Janis Ian
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Stars
length: 7:11
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
I was never one for singing what I really feel
Except tonight, I'm bringing everything I know that's real
Stars, they come and go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But it gets lonely there
When there's no one here to share
We can shake it away if you'll hear a story
People lust for fame
Like athletes in a game we break our collarbones
And come up swinging
Some of us are downed
Some of us are crowned
And some are lost and never found
But most have seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
They always have a story
Some make it when they're young
Before the world has done its dirty job
And later on, someone will say
"You've had your day you must make way"
But they'll never know the pain
Of living with a name you never owned
Or the many years forgetting what you know too well
The ones who gave the crown have been let down
You try to make amends without defending
Perhaps pretending you never saw the eyes
Of grown men of twenty five that followed as you walked
And asked for autographs
Or kissed you on the cheek
And you never could believe they really loved you
Some make it when they're old
(Perhaps they have a soul they're not afraid to bare
Or perhaps there's nothing there)
Some women have a body
Men will want to see,
So they put it on display
Some people play a fine guitar
I could listen to them play all day
Some ladies really move across a stage
And gee, they sure can dance
I guess I could learn how if I have it half a chance
But I always feel so funny when my body tries to soar
And I seem to always worry about missing the next chord
I guess there isn't anything to put up on display
Except the tunes and whatever else I say
Anyway, that isn't really what I meant to say
I meant to tell a story
I live from day to day
Stars, they come and go they come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But those who've seen it all they live their lives
In sad cafes and music halls
We always have a story
So if you don't lose patience with my fumbling around,
I'll come up singing for you even when I'm down
Except tonight, I'm bringing everything I know that's real
Stars, they come and go
They come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But it gets lonely there
When there's no one here to share
We can shake it away if you'll hear a story
People lust for fame
Like athletes in a game we break our collarbones
And come up swinging
Some of us are downed
Some of us are crowned
And some are lost and never found
But most have seen it all
They live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
They always have a story
Some make it when they're young
Before the world has done its dirty job
And later on, someone will say
"You've had your day you must make way"
But they'll never know the pain
Of living with a name you never owned
Or the many years forgetting what you know too well
The ones who gave the crown have been let down
You try to make amends without defending
Perhaps pretending you never saw the eyes
Of grown men of twenty five that followed as you walked
And asked for autographs
Or kissed you on the cheek
And you never could believe they really loved you
Some make it when they're old
(Perhaps they have a soul they're not afraid to bare
Or perhaps there's nothing there)
Some women have a body
Men will want to see,
So they put it on display
Some people play a fine guitar
I could listen to them play all day
Some ladies really move across a stage
And gee, they sure can dance
I guess I could learn how if I have it half a chance
But I always feel so funny when my body tries to soar
And I seem to always worry about missing the next chord
I guess there isn't anything to put up on display
Except the tunes and whatever else I say
Anyway, that isn't really what I meant to say
I meant to tell a story
I live from day to day
Stars, they come and go they come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But those who've seen it all they live their lives
In sad cafes and music halls
We always have a story
So if you don't lose patience with my fumbling around,
I'll come up singing for you even when I'm down
The Man You Are in Me
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
I love the light
I love the changing season
I love without much thought to reason
I'd give it all if I could make you see
I love the man that you were meant to be
I love the man you are in me.
I love the man who waits beside you
I love the man who hides behind you
I love the shadow
Though it disappears
I love the afterglow
Reflected through the tears
I love the shadow in my tears.
I love the dreams you can remember.
Lost in the early waking hours.
I love the season of forever.
I'll live without the light of laughter.
I'll live without an everafter.
I'd give it all
If I could make you see
I need the man that you were meant to be.
I love the man you are in me
I love the changing season
I love without much thought to reason
I'd give it all if I could make you see
I love the man that you were meant to be
I love the man you are in me.
I love the man who waits beside you
I love the man who hides behind you
I love the shadow
Though it disappears
I love the afterglow
Reflected through the tears
I love the shadow in my tears.
I love the dreams you can remember.
Lost in the early waking hours.
I love the season of forever.
I'll live without the light of laughter.
I'll live without an everafter.
I'd give it all
If I could make you see
I need the man that you were meant to be.
I love the man you are in me
Sweet Sympathy
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
I want to lie by your side
And watch the tide run over
Lay your head upon my shoulder
I want to lie by the bed
And send my head out reeling
Honey, lay this feeling down
I'm ready to ride
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Pity me tonight?
Yes I got to hurry
To the surry
Get the saddle on tight
Honey won't you let me?
Honey just allow me
Honey, won't you pleasure me right?
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Carry me tonight?
I want to lay myself down
And take a sweet, soft shelter
Still my waters here forever
I want to lay my body down
I want to lay my body down
Honey, lay me lightly down
I'm ready to ride
Can we get together
Can we get together
Can we get together right now?
Well, you give me the music
And you know how to use it
Drive me out of my shoes
I got the blues tonight
I've got sweet titillation
Honey, won't you pleasure me right?
Sweet sympathy won't you
Carry me tonight?
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Pity me tonight?
Yes I got to hurry
To the surry
Get the saddle on tight
Honey won't you let me?
Honey just allow me
Honey, won't you pleasure me right?
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Carry me tonight?
And watch the tide run over
Lay your head upon my shoulder
I want to lie by the bed
And send my head out reeling
Honey, lay this feeling down
I'm ready to ride
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Pity me tonight?
Yes I got to hurry
To the surry
Get the saddle on tight
Honey won't you let me?
Honey just allow me
Honey, won't you pleasure me right?
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Carry me tonight?
I want to lay myself down
And take a sweet, soft shelter
Still my waters here forever
I want to lay my body down
I want to lay my body down
Honey, lay me lightly down
I'm ready to ride
Can we get together
Can we get together
Can we get together right now?
Well, you give me the music
And you know how to use it
Drive me out of my shoes
I got the blues tonight
I've got sweet titillation
Honey, won't you pleasure me right?
Sweet sympathy won't you
Carry me tonight?
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Pity me tonight?
Yes I got to hurry
To the surry
Get the saddle on tight
Honey won't you let me?
Honey just allow me
Honey, won't you pleasure me right?
Sweet sympathy, won't you
Carry me tonight?
Page Nine
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
Would you really come and live with me?
We can watch TV when the nights are cold,
And it's hard to sleep.
When I'm hungry, when I'm old,
When I'm angry, When I'm cold,
Honey, I don't know.
Wo;; you really come and take my cares away?
Set me down in an easy chair and stay a while?
Child, that's a righteous thing you do.
To make somebody just this happy.
Like you done me to.
I can see the years go down,
You and me, we'll paint the town.
Lord, if my mama and my papa could see me now.
I'm great at building castles in the air.
And living there for days, you'd be amazed.
I live in dreams and when I can,
I go to sleep and there I am and there you are.
But when I'm hungry for the taste
Of loving you and your embrace,
It's hard to wait.
'Cause I've been waiting here so long a time.
But if you say it's right, then, honey, I don't mind.
We got all the years ahead.
Time for everything we said.
Lord, if my mama and my papa could see me now.
I'd be happy living in a shack,
With all the plumbing in the back.
But you might not, you know,
So maybe we better have a home.
I'd be glad on a farm with a million dogs.
Or a cave with bats.
But you wouldn't like that.
Maybe we gotta have a home.
Ho, will you really come and live with me?
I'd be so proud.
In loving you, I'm loving me.
I make it funny and I make you laugh.
'Cause it makes it easy getting past
All the being scared.
I can see the years go 'round.
You and me, we'll paint the town.
Lord, if my mom and my pop could see me now.
Oh, Lord, if my mama and my papa could see me now.
We can watch TV when the nights are cold,
And it's hard to sleep.
When I'm hungry, when I'm old,
When I'm angry, When I'm cold,
Honey, I don't know.
Wo;; you really come and take my cares away?
Set me down in an easy chair and stay a while?
Child, that's a righteous thing you do.
To make somebody just this happy.
Like you done me to.
I can see the years go down,
You and me, we'll paint the town.
Lord, if my mama and my papa could see me now.
I'm great at building castles in the air.
And living there for days, you'd be amazed.
I live in dreams and when I can,
I go to sleep and there I am and there you are.
But when I'm hungry for the taste
Of loving you and your embrace,
It's hard to wait.
'Cause I've been waiting here so long a time.
But if you say it's right, then, honey, I don't mind.
We got all the years ahead.
Time for everything we said.
Lord, if my mama and my papa could see me now.
I'd be happy living in a shack,
With all the plumbing in the back.
But you might not, you know,
So maybe we better have a home.
I'd be glad on a farm with a million dogs.
Or a cave with bats.
But you wouldn't like that.
Maybe we gotta have a home.
Ho, will you really come and live with me?
I'd be so proud.
In loving you, I'm loving me.
I make it funny and I make you laugh.
'Cause it makes it easy getting past
All the being scared.
I can see the years go 'round.
You and me, we'll paint the town.
Lord, if my mom and my pop could see me now.
Oh, Lord, if my mama and my papa could see me now.
Thankyous
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
Papa gave me music.
My mama gave me soul.
Brother gave me reaching out to hold.
Teachers gave me license.
Learning set me free.
My schooling gave me nothing.
Music showed me how to live.
Papa gave me want-to-be.
Brother gave me empathy.
Mama gave me woman,
But that isn't all I need.
'Cause I have lived in houses,
I have lived in homes.
Eaten off of tables made of wood or stone.
Through the trials and tribulations,
I've never known,
How to say, "I love you,"
And let my feelings show.
Mmmm-hmmm-hmmmm.
Thank you for the music.
And thank you for the song.
Bless you for the freedom,
In knowing right from wrong.
I thank you for the laughter,
The heartahce and the tears.
It's a blessing to grow.
It's a goodness to be here.
You give me want-to-be.
You give me sympathy.
You give me woman.
Thank you for loving me,
And letting it show.
It's a pleasure to be here,
So bless us, every one
My mama gave me soul.
Brother gave me reaching out to hold.
Teachers gave me license.
Learning set me free.
My schooling gave me nothing.
Music showed me how to live.
Papa gave me want-to-be.
Brother gave me empathy.
Mama gave me woman,
But that isn't all I need.
'Cause I have lived in houses,
I have lived in homes.
Eaten off of tables made of wood or stone.
Through the trials and tribulations,
I've never known,
How to say, "I love you,"
And let my feelings show.
Mmmm-hmmm-hmmmm.
Thank you for the music.
And thank you for the song.
Bless you for the freedom,
In knowing right from wrong.
I thank you for the laughter,
The heartahce and the tears.
It's a blessing to grow.
It's a goodness to be here.
You give me want-to-be.
You give me sympathy.
You give me woman.
Thank you for loving me,
And letting it show.
It's a pleasure to be here,
So bless us, every one
Dance With Me
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
I'm leaving by night
I'm leaving alone
I'm leaving it lie
When you waken I'll be gone
I would not beg for me
As I would not beg for you
Though I'd like to be the one
To see you through
Every step you have taken
Disappears with the tide
You're torn up and shaken
With changing your mind
You haven't got the grace
To say you'll finally decide
And you haven't got the strength
To stay and fight
Those people who surround you
Only want to see you weak enough to crawl
They'll lie for you decide for you
And buy up all your rights and all your wrongs
And they'll try to stop your singing
In the middle of your song
For they do not want you free
And they do not make you strong
But only drag you down
In the hole they're coming from
They say you are foolish in wanting the sun
Say you are selfish in learning to run
And they'll tell you that the darkness
Is a blessing in disguise
For you never have to notice
If you're sighted or you're blind
And they'll do their best
To keep you from the light
You're more than beginning
You're learning to fly
You feel like you're falling
But it passes in time
I hate to see a friend
Go down in flames without a song
So I'm waiting by the doorway
But I will not linger long
I'm leaving by night
I'm leaving alone
I'm leaving it lie
When you waken I'll be gone
I would not beg for me
As I could not beg for you
But I'd like to be the one
To see you through
I'm leaving alone
I'm leaving it lie
When you waken I'll be gone
I would not beg for me
As I would not beg for you
Though I'd like to be the one
To see you through
Every step you have taken
Disappears with the tide
You're torn up and shaken
With changing your mind
You haven't got the grace
To say you'll finally decide
And you haven't got the strength
To stay and fight
Those people who surround you
Only want to see you weak enough to crawl
They'll lie for you decide for you
And buy up all your rights and all your wrongs
And they'll try to stop your singing
In the middle of your song
For they do not want you free
And they do not make you strong
But only drag you down
In the hole they're coming from
They say you are foolish in wanting the sun
Say you are selfish in learning to run
And they'll tell you that the darkness
Is a blessing in disguise
For you never have to notice
If you're sighted or you're blind
And they'll do their best
To keep you from the light
You're more than beginning
You're learning to fly
You feel like you're falling
But it passes in time
I hate to see a friend
Go down in flames without a song
So I'm waiting by the doorway
But I will not linger long
I'm leaving by night
I'm leaving alone
I'm leaving it lie
When you waken I'll be gone
I would not beg for me
As I could not beg for you
But I'd like to be the one
To see you through
Without You
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
I miss you, jealous lover,
Won't you come on over
To my side of town?
I need you
Like the city needs
The sound of human voices.
I want you
Like the winter wants the springtime.
Lover, without you,
The world stands alone.
Without you,
The past lingers on.
Tomorrow becoming today,
Without you, it's all the same,
Without you.
Outside my window,
Gentle lover,
The birds are singing songs of love.
I need you.
They are calling for
The sound of laughing children.
I want you.
They are singing for your pleasure.
Lover, without you,
The world stands alone.
Without you,
The past lingers on.
Tomorrow becoming today,
Without you, it's all the same.
I see you.
A world without end.
Then I need you,
All over again.
Without you,
The sun doesn't shine.
Tomorrow is blind,
Without you
Won't you come on over
To my side of town?
I need you
Like the city needs
The sound of human voices.
I want you
Like the winter wants the springtime.
Lover, without you,
The world stands alone.
Without you,
The past lingers on.
Tomorrow becoming today,
Without you, it's all the same,
Without you.
Outside my window,
Gentle lover,
The birds are singing songs of love.
I need you.
They are calling for
The sound of laughing children.
I want you.
They are singing for your pleasure.
Lover, without you,
The world stands alone.
Without you,
The past lingers on.
Tomorrow becoming today,
Without you, it's all the same.
I see you.
A world without end.
Then I need you,
All over again.
Without you,
The sun doesn't shine.
Tomorrow is blind,
Without you
Jesse
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
Jesse come home
There's a hole in the bed
Where we slept
Now it's growing cold
Hey jesse, your face
In the place where we lay
By the hearth, all apart
It hangs on my heart
And I'm leaving the light on the stairs
No I'm not scared - I wait for you
Hey jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Jesse, the floors and the boards
Recalling your step
And I remember, too
All the pictures are fading
And shaded in grey
But I still set a place
On the table at noon
And I'm leaving a light on the stairs
No I'm not scared - I wait for you
Hey jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Jesse, the spread on the bed
Is like when you left
I've kept it all for you
And all the blues and the greens
Have been recently cleaned
And they're seemingly new
Hey jes, me and you
We'll swallow the light on the stairs
We'll do up my hair
We'll sleep unaware
Hey jesse, I'm lonely, come home
There's a hole in the bed
Where we slept
Now it's growing cold
Hey jesse, your face
In the place where we lay
By the hearth, all apart
It hangs on my heart
And I'm leaving the light on the stairs
No I'm not scared - I wait for you
Hey jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Jesse, the floors and the boards
Recalling your step
And I remember, too
All the pictures are fading
And shaded in grey
But I still set a place
On the table at noon
And I'm leaving a light on the stairs
No I'm not scared - I wait for you
Hey jesse, I'm lonely, come home
Jesse, the spread on the bed
Is like when you left
I've kept it all for you
And all the blues and the greens
Have been recently cleaned
And they're seemingly new
Hey jes, me and you
We'll swallow the light on the stairs
We'll do up my hair
We'll sleep unaware
Hey jesse, I'm lonely, come home
You've Got Me on a String
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
You've got me on a string.
And I don't mean a thing to you.
I'm holding on to no one,
I'm a long-time lover,
And my long-time love is gone.
If my man beats me, robs me blind,
Long as he don't leave me, I don't mind.
I would beg and I would crawl,
Though it does no good at all.
My man been gone so long,
And I keep holding on.
And if he needed me, I'd be there.
No matter how he mistreated me,
I don't care.
I would get down on my knees,
I tried so hard to please.
My man been gone for so long,
And I keep holding on.
Empty windows, boarded doorways,
Choose your prison,
When I'm with him.
And I'm a fool for loving you.
And, well, I know,
How the head says, "No."
And the heart says,
"Go down on your knees, woman,
And keep on holding on."
And I don't mean a thing to you.
I'm holding on to no one,
I'm a long-time lover,
And my long-time love is gone.
If my man beats me, robs me blind,
Long as he don't leave me, I don't mind.
I would beg and I would crawl,
Though it does no good at all.
My man been gone so long,
And I keep holding on.
And if he needed me, I'd be there.
No matter how he mistreated me,
I don't care.
I would get down on my knees,
I tried so hard to please.
My man been gone for so long,
And I keep holding on.
Empty windows, boarded doorways,
Choose your prison,
When I'm with him.
And I'm a fool for loving you.
And, well, I know,
How the head says, "No."
And the heart says,
"Go down on your knees, woman,
And keep on holding on."
Applause
producer: Brooks Arthur
composer: Janis Ian
lyricist: Janis Ian
Applause, applause.
Give the singer a chance.
Treat her right,
Be polite.
Maybe she will dance.
Applause, applause.
Give the singer a break.
How much can you give?
How much can you take?
Give the singer a chance.
Wanna give the singer a chance.
Anything to buy your soul,
And maybe she will dance.
Applause, applause.
She'll stand upon her head,
Applause, applause.
She'll take you to her bed,
And share with you the memories
Of dreams she can't forget.
Applause, applause.
Let's give the prize
To the little lady
With the stars in her eyes.
And I'll sell my soul for a song.
Pay the price and carry on.
And share with you the memories
Of dreams I can't forget,
Of lovers I have met.
Applause, applause.
Let's give the prize
To the little lady
With the stars in her eyes.
Applause, applause.
Give the singer a chance.
Treat her right.
Be polite,
Maybe she will dance.
Applaud, applaud.
Give that singer a break.
How much can you give?
How much would it take?
Aw, give the singer a chance.
Give the singer a chance.
Anything to buy your soul,
And maybe she will dance.
Oh, maybe she will dance.
Maybe she will dance.
Maybe she will dance.
Give the singer a chance.
Treat her right,
Be polite.
Maybe she will dance.
Applause, applause.
Give the singer a break.
How much can you give?
How much can you take?
Give the singer a chance.
Wanna give the singer a chance.
Anything to buy your soul,
And maybe she will dance.
Applause, applause.
She'll stand upon her head,
Applause, applause.
She'll take you to her bed,
And share with you the memories
Of dreams she can't forget.
Applause, applause.
Let's give the prize
To the little lady
With the stars in her eyes.
And I'll sell my soul for a song.
Pay the price and carry on.
And share with you the memories
Of dreams I can't forget,
Of lovers I have met.
Applause, applause.
Let's give the prize
To the little lady
With the stars in her eyes.
Applause, applause.
Give the singer a chance.
Treat her right.
Be polite,
Maybe she will dance.
Applaud, applaud.
Give that singer a break.
How much can you give?
How much would it take?
Aw, give the singer a chance.
Give the singer a chance.
Anything to buy your soul,
And maybe she will dance.
Oh, maybe she will dance.
Maybe she will dance.
Maybe she will dance.
