MILES AWAY
Something about the way that you smile is a warning to me
Something about the way that you smile is a warning to me
I can't seem to get through to you
No matter how hard I try
I can't seem to get through to you and
I don't know why

You are miles away

How can we go on not talking?
How can we go on?
How can we go on just laughing and smiling and nothing
Nothing at all
There's nothing at all
There's nothing at all

We are miles away

Something about the way that you smile is a warning to me
Something about the way that we laugh at each other is giving us
Giving us away
Because there's nothing at all
If we don't start talking soon

We are miles away
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved

RIDE
It was the haziest of weather
And the bluest skies were gone
My friend and I struck out together
We had no plans to look toward

On the 4th day of December
We were young and we were strong
But we were blind and we were pointless
Our minds were quick but without form

In the coldest of weather
We found an old woman for hire
To make the trip more green and lovely
To teach us Spanish and tell our lies

We just ride, we just ride
We just ride and ride and ride
She says aim high; she's all we know
We just try and try and try

In the muddiest of weather
We took the road down to the shore
The sun was just a dim outline
The old woman drove the car

In the faultiest of weather
Where the desert meets the sea
We looked upon that great blue vastness
Opened our lungs
We began to sing

We just ride, we just ride
We just ride and ride and ride
 
© 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


ALL SPRING ALL SUMMER
Holding close the moment we made
Shaking all over the place
I stayed up all night thinking
So much going on
No time to get used to it

You took more from me than I had
Never thought I'd want a kiss so bad
My judgement was anything but good
I can't seem to remember
To forget the way I'm made

If all of the fear was out of the way
Anything could happen
Everyone has something to give
Let's give it all away

All spring all summer

I didn't phone you
You didn't phone me back
I still want you, but
My life is so far away

From goals that may not be in store and
I may not see you anymore
Stayed up all night thinking
So much going on
Got the rest of my lifetime
To get used to it

If all of the fear was out of the way
Anything could happen
Everyone has something to give
Let's give it all away

All spring all summer
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


MY BIG CAR
Drive all day
Drive around
Drive aroubd this city
Drive around the potholes, but

I hit, I hit, I hit  I hit
I got hit, I got hit and
It's the end
It's all over for
My big car

Got my big car about four weeks ago
It's yellow with silver chrome and numbers on the side and
I'll  take fast corners and
Cut people off when I want to

I'll drive around the city
Leave no parts untraveled
I'll go anywhere I want to because
I'm not afraid, but
It's the end
It's all over for
My big car

I love that car
I stay up all night in my car
I love that car
I stay up all night in my car

I'm not afraid of my job and
I'm handy with my tools
I don't smoke or drink while I'm working and
I keep my tires real full
It handles better that way

I love my car, I love that car
I love that car, I love my car, but
It's the end
It's all over
I hit, I hit, I hit  I hit
I got hit, I got hit and
It's the end
It's all over for
My big car
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


TRY TOMORROW
I've been thinking about my sister-in-law
Can she be real?
Can her family be real?
It seems so easy, can it be real?
She got such beautiful children in the deal

I've been thinking about my brother
There's something about the way he talks to me
I don't know if he's happy or if he's not
I don't know if he's wanting or
Thinking about what he's got

I've been at the door
Years have come, years have gone
Try today, try tomorrow

I've been thinking about this friend of mine
He gets angry
He does what he wants
Can he be real?
Can his life be real?
Wish I could get angry
Could it help me learn to feel?

I've been at the door
Years have come, years have gone
Try today, try tomorrow

There's nothing I can say
There's nothing I can say to her
She always knows what it is

I haven't found the one
I still haven't found the one for me
I look all night, right up to the sunrise
Looking forward to the day
The light shine's on me

I've been at the door
Years have come, years have gone
Try today, try tomorrow
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


FIND A WAY
I don't know about you, but I've been thinking around here
Something's happening, but I don't know what time it is
Or what street we're on, or what city we're in
It's all up in the air
We got two lives, three lives, four lives
How many lives can we bear?

There's something going on around here
There's something going on around here

Let's find a way, find a way
Work it out, there's something about
The way the night we drove around
We read each other's minds out loud

We always find so many reasons
So many excuses, so many things we've said
Let's look it straight in the eye and turn ourselves around
Maybe the Atlantic and the Pacific
Will come together somehow

There's something going on around here
There's something going on around here

Let's find a way, find a way
Work it out, there's something about
The way the night we drove around
We read each other's minds out loud
Find a way, work it out
Try and turn ourselves around
Because there's something wrong in the way
We're living our lives somehow

We twist it right then left and stay awake till five
We travel East then West and pray that we arrive
That it won't get away from us
That there's still time to

Find a way, find a way
Work it out, there's something about
The way the night we drove around
We read each other's minds out loud
Find a way, work it out
Try and turn ourselves around
Because there's something wrong in the way
We're living our lives somehow
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved

REJUVENATION
See through
See you
You're part of me now.

My hands
Just feel
Feels like water
Feels like water
You're part of me now

Work it out all night
Work it out in the morning
We can turn it around five times
Rejuvenation

Just hear
Just hear
Hear your body
Hear your tires
Hear your motor
Hear your motor
You're part of me now

Chorus

My mind
My mind
Your mind
Your mind
You and I go mad
You and I go mad
You and I, You and I
You're part of me now
 
© 1995 Janas Hoyt and Walter Salas-Humara
p 1995 Janas Hoyt Music, BMI and Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


HENRIETTA
Smoke in the kitchen
Burn, burn, burn
Burn them steak and eggs
Burn them hash browns

It's so hard
It's so hard
It's so hard to hate
Henrietta
Walk away from me
Henrietta
Tipping the balance sheet
Give me back my soul

Out on the fire escape
Cough, cough, cough
Down in the backyard
Watch it all burn down

It's so hard
It's so hard
It's so hard to hate
Henrietta

Out comes the firetruck
Yeah. yeah, yeah
I feel like a firetruck, but
Henrietta's laughing her heart out

It's so hard
It's so hard
It's so hard to hate
Henrietta
Walk away from me
Henrietta
Tipping the balance sheet
Give me back my soul
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


YOUR LAST LIFE
When I hold you to my chest and
Lay my chin on your shoulder

Your last life
Your last life
Your last life's gotta go

I'm on loan from a friend
Rest awhile, then disguise yourself

Your last life
Your last life
Your last life's gotta go

Behind a false wall
Is a beautiful weapon to help you along

Your last life
Your last life
Your last life's gotta go

The future is uncertain, but
The past is a bust
I can tell by your expression
There's hope on the horizon
There's hope on the horizon
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


NOBODY BUT YOU
Nobody but you
Nobody but you
There's noboby
Nobody but you
I know I'm
So happy

The thing you do
It brings me near
I'm not lonely anymore
My someday is here
I don't know where it's going
I don't know where it's going
I don't know where this thing is going
I don't know where this thing is going
I know that  I'm
So happy

When I hear you call my name
It brings me joy
When you say that you're my friend
You're my friend
I'm not alone anymore

Nobody but you
There's noboby
Nobody but you
I say I'm
So happy

We're so happy
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


FIND SOMEONE
The path between's been all run down
The colors of Summer are gone
The weight upon your mind will soon be lifted

Hold on
Bright white light
Hold on
Te dead, dead night is coming along

Holding on
Find somebody
Holding on
Find someone
Holding on to the chance

I love your eyes
I love you smile
You drive me crazy
Let's kiss for awhile and
Forget about the life before and after

Hold on
Bright white light
Hold on
Te dead, dead night has come along

Holding on
Find somebody
Holding on
Find someone
Holding on to the chance

Somebody's holding somebody's hand
Your look it takes me in
Hold on
Bright white light

Hold on
Te dead, dead night has come along

Holding on
Find somebody
Holding on
Find someone
Holding on to the chance to forget
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


ALL I KNOW IS YOUR NAME
The way you move me is a mystery
Can't get enough
I can't get enough
It hurts
It hurts

You check me later and send God's blesses
I'll go with you
I'll go with you yet

I don't want to say
I don't want to say
I don't want to say
I don't know my name
All I know is your name

The way you think and the way you do
You can go anywhere
It hurts

I don't want to say
I don't want to say
I don't want to say
I don't know my name
All I know is your name

There is no home here at all
I still can't let it go
It hurts
It hurts

The way you move me is a mystery
I don't know
I don't know if
I don't know if I
I don't know if I ought to
I don't know if I want to know
I hurts
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


SOMETIMES WHEN I COME OVER
Sometimes when I come over
It's not enough
Sometimes when I come over
It's not enough
Sometimes when I come over
There's somebody else
There's somebody else

Sometimes when we're together
It's not enough
Sometimes when we're together
It's not enough
Sometimes when we're together
There's somebody else
There's somebody else

I've seen him come and go
I want to know tonight
I'm sick of him tonight

Sometimes when I come over
There's somebody else
There's somebody else
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved

THREE, TWO, ONE AND MORE
It's this fucking rain
It's the cars and and the wait
It's the one who gets blamed for all the time that is wasted
A Blue truck
A Blue train
Blue eyes
Blue miles gone

Your hair, your hair
Your eyes, your eyes
Can unwind

Was this your big idea
Moving, moving, moving while you decide what to blame
We can jump right off of this rooftop but
Lets get out of this fucking rain for heaven's sake

Chorus

A waning light in the distance
A lightning rod just the same
A lighthouse is coming into view
Across a no-man's land resisting change
A lonely sign for the few souls who come looking for
Three, two, one and more
 
© 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved


BE  HONEST  WITH  ME
Do you want, something nice
Or something true

Been away, a lot this year
A lot this year, oh this year, hey yeah

Working hard, staying up late
Trying harder

Some days, and some mistakes
Be honest with me, does this feel right?, hey yeah

Be honest with me, be honest with me

The whole room, the whole apartment
The whole block

Let's go, let's go, let;s go out
Is it dark yet? Is it dark yet? Hey yeah

Making up, as we go on
It's clear, it's been long enough
Is it dark yet? Is it dark yet? Is it dark yet?

I can't, find anything wrong
Anything wrong

Do you find, anything wrong
Be honest with me, does this feel right? hey yeah

Be honest with me, be honest with me, be honest with me
 
© 1995 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1995 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved

ALL NIGHT
All night
 
© 1992 Walter Salas-Humara
p 1992 Lagartija Music, BMI
All rights reserved