Charlotte Church Crazy Chick

I think, I’m gonna need some therapy

Oh babe, I hope you’ve got a PhD

Won’t you let me on your leather couch

I’ve got a lot, I need to talk about

I think I’m crazy, think I’m stupid

Must have lost my mind

Wonder what I’m thinkin’ lovin’ you

‘Cause boy if you were mine

I’d really go insane

You’d be my favorite thing

I’d go ballistic

Yeah, you’re making me a crazy chick

You’re drivin’ me, to insanity

All the things you do

You make me come unglued

I just can’t help myself

I need professional help, help

I need professional help

You’ve really done it this time

You know you’re twisting my mind

You got me acting like a whacked out chick

So I won’t be responsible

‘Cause I’m really not logical

No I won’t be to blame

You know I’m really not sane

I think I’m crazy, think I’m stupid

Must have lost my mind

Wonder what I’m thinkin’ lovin’ you

‘Cause boy if you were mine

I’d really go insane

You’d be my favorite thing

I’d go ballistic

Yeah, you’re making me a crazy chick

You’re drivin’ me, to insanity

All the things you do

You make me come unglued

I just can’t help myself

I need professional help, help

Can’t get you outta my head

So let me just confess

For those kisses baby, for your love

You drive me crazy, I can’t get enough, no

I think I’m crazy, think I’m stupid

Must have lost my mind

Wonder what I’m thinkin’ lovin’ you

‘Cause boy if you were mine

I’d really go insane

You’d be my favorite thing

I’d go ballistic

Yeah, you’re making me a crazy chick

You’re drivin’ me, to insanity

All the things you do

You make me come unglued

I just can’t help myself

I need professional help, help

You’re drivin’ me, to insanity

All the things you do

You make me come unglued

I just can’t help myself

I need professional help, help

I need professional help

You’re drivin’ me, to insanity

All the things you do

You make me come unglued

I just can’t help myself

I need professional help, help

I need help

Charlotte Church Casualty Of Love

The silent night is keeping me from sleep

2 a.m., I’m running with bare feet

Heartbeat racing, I was just sixteen

Caught a taxi, hoping I’m not seen

So naive, I could not bear to wait

Oh, oh, what I didn’t know

I never loved him so, what was real

And oh, he was a drug to me

But he’s the casualty of love

Through my neighborhood, I didn’t care

Nothing could stop me from getting there

Had a sickness, he was my medicine

So in lust, he could have been anyone

Not so special, Mum was right after all

Oh, oh, what I didn’t know

I never loved him so, what was real

And oh, he was a drug to me

But he’s the casualty of love

Mama was right there was no love

It’s all in my mind

Just an obsession with him

What a waste of my time

Mama was right there was no love

It’s all in my mind

Just an obsession with him

What a waste of my time

Oh, oh what I didn’t know

I never loved him so, what was real

And oh, he was a drug to me

But he’s the casualty of love

Charlotte Church A Lullaby

I’ll set you a swing in a purple bell

of the Lady finger,

Where brown bees linger

And loiter long

I’ll set you a swing in a fairy dell,

To the silv’ry ring

of a fairy song.

I’ll put you afloat in a boat of pearl

On a moonlit sea,

Where your path shall be

Of silver and blue

To fairyland children, sweet girl,

To its rod-strewn strand bathed in glist’ning dew

Bathed in glist’ning dew.

I’ll make you a nest, a soft, warm nest,

In my heart’s core,

Alanniv ashore

When day is gone,

Where costly curled on mother’s breast

My Share o’ the world

You’ll rest till dawn

Charlotte Church Bali Ha’i

Most people live on a lonely island

Lost in the middle of a foggy sea

Most people long for another island

One where they know they would like to be

Bali Ha’i, may call you

Any night, any day

In your heart to hear it call you

Come away, come away

Bali Ha’i, will whisper

On the wind of the sea

Here am I your special island

Come to me, Come to me

Your own special hopes

Your own special dreams

Bloom on the hill sides

And shine near the streams

If you try you’ll find me

Where the sky meets the sea

Here am I your special island

Come to me, Come to me

Bali Ha’i

Bali Ha’i

Bali Ha’i

Someday you’ll see me

Floating in the sunshine

My head sticking out from a low flying cloud

You’ll hear me call you

Singing through the sunshine

Sweet and clear as can be

Come to me

Here am I

Come to me

If you try you’ll find me

Where the sky meets the sea

Here am I your special island

Come to me, Come to me

Bali Ha’i

Bali Ha’i

Bali Ha’i

Charlotte Church Call My Name

I like the sound of your belt dropping

Your door locking, you jangle your keys, yeah

I like the sound of your heart stopping

Of lip locking, the grazing of knees, yeah

I like the sound of skin touching

Hands fumblin’, you do as you please

I like the sound of back on the wall, yeah

Shelves falling, oh yes, indeed

And I love it when you call my name

I love it when you call my name

Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame

Yeah, I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

I like the sound of your shirt ripping

My will slipping under the table

I like the sound of your hand slapping

Your whip cracking, this could be painful

I may like the rain, I may like the symphony

I may like the feel of your frame on my frame

But I love it when you call my name

I love it when you call my name, yeah

Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame

Yeah, I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

I may like the rain, I may like the symphony

I may like the feel of your frame on my frame

I may like your touch, I may like you next to me

I may like the sound of your name on my lips

I may like your touch, I may like your remedy

I may like the feel of your hand on my hips

I may like your talk, like you breathing heavily

I like a lot of things, baby, you know me

But I love it when you call my name

I love it when you call my name

(I love it when you call me, ooh)

Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame

Yeah, I love it when you call my name

But I love it when you call my name

I love it when you call my name

(I love it when you call me)

Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame

Yeah, I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

Charlotte Church Box

Put me in my box

Put me in my box

Kiss me

Or kill me

Put me in my box

I find myself lost

I find myself lost

Kiss me or kill me

Fell me or fill me

Velvet crush

Against my cheek,

Cardboard soles for feet

That have no fear of rain

Anymore.

There’s a core

That’s always poor;

Alms for the sick

And the sad and the sore.

The punchbowl’s full

Of pounds and pence,

The party’s winding down

And dawn’s arms are folded

Hold me like she did

God look what we did

Put me in my box

Put me in my box

Kiss me

Or kill me

Put me in my box.

Charlotte Church Bang Bang

I was five and he was six

We rode on horses made of sticks

He wore black and I wore white

He would always win the fight

Bang bang

He shot me down, bang bang

I hit the ground , bang bang

That awful sound, bang bang

My baby shot me down

Seasons came and changed the time

When I grew up older , I called him mine

He would always laugh and say

Remember when we used to play

Bang bang

I shot you down, bang bang

You hit the ground , bang bang

That awful sound, bang bang

My baby shot me down

Now he’s gone I don’t know why

And till this day some times I cry

He didn’t even say goodbye

He didn’t take the time to lie

Bang bang

He shot me down, bang bang

I hit the ground, bang bang

That awful sound, bang bang

My baby shot me down.

Bang bang

You shot me down, bang bang

I hit the ground , bang bang

That awful sound, bang bang

My baby shot me down

Charlotte Church A Bit Of Earth

A bit of earth

She wants a little bit of earth, she’ll plant some seeds

The seeds will grow, the flowers bloom

But is their bounty what she needs

How can she chance to love a little bit of earth?

Does she not know the earth is old?

And doesn’t care if one small girl wants things to grow

She needs a friend

She needs a Father, brother, sister, Mother’s arms

She needs to laugh, she needs to dance

And learn to work her girlish charms

She needs a home

The only thing she really needs I cannot give

Instead she asks a bit of earth to make it live

She should have a pony, gallop ‘cross the moor

She should have a doll’s house with a hundred rooms per floor

Why can’t she ask for a treasure? Something that money can buy

That won’t die, when I’d give her the world, she asks instead for some earth

A bit of earth

She wants a little bit of earth, she’ll plant some seeds

The seeds will grow, the flowers bloom

Their beauty just the thing she needs

She’ll grow to love

The tender roses, lilies fair, the iris tall

And then in fall, her bit of earth

Will freeze and kill them all

A bit of earth

A bit of earth

A bit of earth

A bit of earth

Charlotte Church Back To Scratch

Down on my luck once more, out on a limb

Over things I thought I knew for sure and you

Yeah you were fundamentally too flawed to give

what you received and you believed

that I was yours to keep

And I tell myself “hold on, slow down,

girl is this me going back to scratch, again

And oh you’ll know it in the dead of night

you’re back to scratch, right back to scratch”

Here in the heading days, love on a whim

It’s only a thing I’m sure, his daunting gaze will fade

Then I am left on my lonesome & I’m not as young as I’d like

My heart is slipping thru my fingers

Though the hope of love still lingers

I just pray that he will find me now, today

And wait a minute, “hold on, slow down,

girl is this me going back to scratch, again

and oh you’ll know it in the dead of night

you’re back to scratch”

Now he’s gone, I guess I’ll carry on

There’s nothing else that I can do

Suns will rise and set and rains will fall

But when they fall on me, they won’t on you

I can’t hold on to this love

I’m going back to scratch, again

and here I’m laying in this lonely night

I’m back to scratch, again, again, again, again

And I can’t hold on to this love,

I’m going back to scratch, again

and here I’m laying in this lonely night

I’m back to scratch, right back to scratch

Charlotte Church Amazing Grace

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me.

I once was lost but now I’m found,

Was blind but now I see.

T’was grace that taught my heart to fear

And grace my fear relieved

How precious did that grace appear,

The hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares

We have already come

T’was grace that brought us safe thus far

And grace will lead us home.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years

Bright shining as the sun;

We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise

Than when we first begun.