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Love Do The Talkin' - Dean Batstone

by Dean Batstone

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No More Goodbyes Copyright © 1997 words and music by Dean Batstone A quiet Sunday afternoon One small room, just me and you No words for hours, but I finally catch your eye You look away when our eyes meet A single tear rolls down your cheek You know it breaks my heart to see you cry I see a love deeper than time I see a heart stronger than mine I see a beauty I can’t describe But I always try I see a fire that just won’t hide I’ll kiss each tender tear you cry I see forever in your eyes No more goodbyes. True, some said our love was wrong Our hearts were different, our hearts were strong Looking back, our love’s been worth the pain Sometimes, life takes a funny turn And something’s lost, but something’s learned I’ve learned I just can’t lose your love again I see a love deeper than time I see a heart stronger than mine I see a beauty I can’t describe But I always try I see a fire that just won’t hide I’ll kiss each tender tear you cry I see forever in your eyes No more goodbyes. All those nights I left you lonely I swear to you, girl, I was only Lost like you and finding my way home Sometimes blinded by the moment Now I see love’s all you wanted Hold me now, the best is yet to come I see a love deeper than time I see a heart stronger than mine I see a beauty I can’t describe But I always try I see a fire that just won’t hide I’ll kiss each tender tear you cry I see forever in your eyes No more goodbyes.
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I CAN’T HELP MYSELF Copyright © 1995, Battunes Music Words and music by Dean Batstone and Dave Kalil I look into the mirror, and I close my eyes I can’t escape the feelings burning me inside No peace of mind, I can’t control it The thought of you steals every moment Until there’s nowhere left for me to hide I’m taking the fall, I can’t help myself I’m losing it all to you, I can’t help myself I’m lost to the fight, but it feels so right Wanting you tonight, and no one else I can’t help myself Look at me, I’m acting like a perfect fool Lingering on the sidewalk for just a glimpse of you To your door, ‘cause I can’t fight it If I’m wrong, it’s time to right it At this point I’ve got no pride left to lose I’m taking the fall, I can’t help myself I’m losing it all to you, I can’t help myself I’m lost to the fight, but it feels so right Wanting you tonight, and no one else I can’t help myself Please answer, my heart can’t be wrong The door opens so slowly You just smile Take my hand, and say What took you so long I’m taking the fall, I can’t help myself I’m losing it all to you, I can’t help myself I’m lost to the fight, but it feels so right Wanting you tonight, and no one else I can’t help myself
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Love Do The Talkiin’ Copyright 2000 words and music by Dean Batstone Too much trust ends with a broken heart Lovin’ blind will tear your world apart You give it all right from the start And you lose what you lose what you lose Too much faith is just a losing game The hopeless romantic, he’s got himself to blame Kick me once and I’m back again None the wiser fool So promise me nothing and I’ll be alright Tell me no secrets, tell me no lies Hold me forever, or hold me tonight Let your love do the talkin’ and I’ll be alright. Good intentions never changed a thing Sorry doesn’t stop the suffering Words of wisdom won’t wisdom bring Until you do what you do what you do So promise me nothing and I’ll be alright Tell me no secrets, tell me no lies Hold me forever, or hold me tonight Let your love do the talkin’ and I’ll be alright. ‘I love you’ is just 3 small words But pick me up when I’m face down in the dirt Hold me Baby for all I’m worth Then those words ring true So promise me nothing and I’ll be alright Tell me no secrets, tell me no lies Hold me forever, or hold me tonight Let your love do the talkin’ and I’ll be alright.
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I Grew Up 03:41
I GREW UP Copyright ©1990 words and music by Dean Batstone I used to spin my wheels in the school yard I learned to dance in a mirror Drank warm beer on the back steps of Stevie’s house A broken cue on a good day Smokin’ Drum on the sidewalk Kissing Karen in the basement of her daddy’s house Then I grew up, and I took around I couldn’t find me a reason for stayin’ in this town I’ve got what I know, that’s a reason to go I’ve seen enough, man it’s tough, I guess I grew up I thought bad girls were a good thing I learned to love in a Dodge Dart Hitched a ride to the city and I stayed out all night I washed used cars in a car lot Took free rides on the subway Saved enough for some leather, man, and I wore it right Then I grew up, and I took around I couldn’t find me a reason for stayin’ in this town I’ve got what I know, that’s a reason to go I’ve seen enough, man it’s tough, I guess I grew up Now those big planes fly over, and they look down on me On Jenny and baby playing in the autumn leaves And I’ll bet they’re all thinkin’ there’s someplace I’d rather be But all those years of summer, they’re all just memories Now that September sun comes shining down through the trees I’m a little bit older now, baby, a little easier to please And I’d still fall for you, yeah, I’d go down on my knees And thank God for Jenny and baby and me I guess I grew up, and I took a look around And I found me a reason for stayin’ in this town I’ve got what I know, and I can’t let it go I’ve seen enough, man it’s tough, I guess I grew up.
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LET THE PUNISHMENT SUIT THE CRIME Copyright © Words and music by Dean Batstone You know how much I want you, but girl, I’m just too proud I can’t find the words to tell you I love you, right out loud Close your eyes now darling; let’s not talk of this tonight We’ve been over this so many times, one more time won’t make it right It don’t make me a bad man, in my own way I’m tryin’ If I broke any laws by not speaking my heart I’m ready to do my time But if loving you was all I did, let the punishment suit the crime Sentence me to eternity with your arms in mine Well, I never bought you fancy clothes, or diamond rings or pearls But I held you all those crazy nights you were running from this world I don’t look twice at anyone when you’re here by my side I carry my heart on my sleeve and my love here in my eyes It don’t make me a bad man, in my own way I’m tryin’ If I broke any laws by not speaking my heart I’m ready to do my time But if loving you was all I did, let the punishment suit the crime Sentence me to eternity with your arms in mine With your arms in mine the right words will come With your arms in mine I feel so strong I guess I was wrong for waiting so long to say “I love you” It don’t make me a bad man, in my own way I’m tryin’ If I broke any laws by not speaking my heart I’m ready to do my time But if loving you was all I did, let the punishment suit the crime Sentence me to eternity with your arms in mine
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Pieces of Love Copyright 1995 words and music by Dean Batstone and Barry Brown They met in school when they were only fifteen Instead of getting good grades, Jimmy was getting in her jeans Now Sally’s seventeen with a baby by her side Jimmy’s got 2 jobs to keep them alive They lived hand to mouth, but they had a TV And a car outside their flat on 42nd Street A bit too much pride to ask their families Lord help the man who’s living on dreams But they’ve got pieces of love to hold on to Pieces of love to see each other through And a faith that there’ll be enough Little pieces of love. Now all Jimmy feels is the weight of his world Sally’s just lonely, she never sees the other girls Lost is the innocence, lost is the youth They’ve found the hard lines and the sobering truth But they’ve got pieces of love to hold on to Pieces of love to see each other through And a faith that there’ll be enough Little pieces of love. Jimmy sits at the table He never thought life could be so tough In walks daddy’s little angel And he knows there’s more than enough Pieces of love to hold on to Pieces of love to see each other through And a faith that there’ll be enough Little pieces of love.
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Sweet Pain 05:27
SWEET PAIN Copyright © 1993, Battunes Music words and music by Dean Batstone One single smile, and then left all alone Don’t let it happen again, I won’t Each dull mile, each tarnished vision, each pain Now shine in your eyes, I’m faint And if I miss a beat, skip a beat Fall out of time, or fall out of line Will you catch me somehow Come to me now, sweet pain Come to me now, sweet, sweet pain And if I never hold you again I’ll know this sweet, sweet, sweet pain Levi blues, love I you, three good words But are there any really good hurts Each look away, each small fire, each long day Will we ever know their worth And if I miss a smile, skip a smile Go on trial or just go out of style Will you love me somehow Come to me now, sweet pain Come to me now, sweet, sweet pain And if I never hold you again I’ll know this sweet, sweet, sweet pain …and if I never love you again… Where’s that place where those young lovers go Out under the streetlights, they don’t feel the cold Or in some dim-lit café, where they sip tea all day And just wait ‘til their daddy’s not home While under the table they undress with their toes And smile at each other like they’ve invented being alone Take me there, take me there sweet baby, I’m yours Come to me now, sweet pain Come to me now, sweet, sweet pain And if I never hold you again I’ll know this sweet, sweet, sweet pain
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NO STRONGER WORD THAN NO Copyright © 1992 words and music by Dean Batstone Can I say we fell in love Can I count the times we’ve touched Do you think just once you might think about me Bearing myself for the world to see As you crush my heart so easily Saying no, no, no I take all that you send I can’t take it anymore ‘Cause I break before I bend There’s no stronger word than no Can I dream you’ll change your mind Could you love me one more time Do you think just once you might call my name Could you ever cry with your heart in pain Am I cursed to hear those words again No, no, no I take all that you send I can’t take it anymore ‘Cause I break before I bend There’s no stronger word than no What was our love for anyway An amusing game for your heart to play Was your prize just the right to say No, no, no I take all that you send I can’t take it anymore ‘Cause I break before I bend There’s no stronger word than no
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Sounds Like Blame Copyright © 1995 words and music by Dean Batstone You needed me, you wanted me to need you I wanted you to need me to be more than always there I loved you, and when I said I loved you I know now why that’s what you needed most to hear Your words and my words Fall like rain and drown our flames More words, or no words Without love all sound the same Sounds like blame. It’s confusing, this loving and losing Sight of what we want, all that we can see is what we’ve done And the truth is the truth is lost somewhere And without it, there is nothing to be won Your words and my words Fall like rain and drown our flames More words, or no words Without love all sound the same Sounds like blame. Our tears fill a river of cold consequences It’s breaking our will and numbing our senses ’Til we can’t fight this current anymore Lost together, but we swim for different shores I’m shaking, my heart is breaking Am I losing love I fought so hard to hold I can’t hold you, you can’t hold me We can’t hold on to what won’t stand up on it’s own Your words and my words Fall like rain and drown our flames More words, or no words Without love all sound the same Sounds like blame.
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MY LOVE ENDLESSLY Copyright ©ꯁ 2000, Battunes Music words and music by Dean Batstone I heard you whisper, I heard you call me Was that only in my mind I can’t believe I’ve lived without you all this time The things we take for granted Are the things we cherish most In my heart I can’t ever let you go And I’m wishing, hoping, praying that you’ll always be Wanting, needing, loving baby only me Today, tomorrow, forever you will always be My love endlessly I heard you crying, I know you’re lonely Was that only in my mind I can’t believe I hurt you with those lies I want to say I’m sorry But I know they’re empty words I swear to you I’ve finally learned their worth And I’m wishing, hoping, praying that you’ll always be Wanting, needing, loving baby only me Today, tomorrow, forever you will always be My love endlessly So many ways you were wronged So many nights alone You were the one You were so strong Now I’m falling at your feet And I’m wishing, hoping, praying that you’ll always be Wanting, needing, loving baby only me Today, tomorrow, forever you will always be My love endlessly
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I BELIEVE IN YOU Copyright © 1997, Battunes Music words and music by Dean Batstone Amy put her hopes and dreams In the pocket of her favourite jeans Then wore them out chasing someone who did not believe Mark got baptized by his God Blessed with words and simple thoughts Of love he gives to lonely housewives with lonely needs I do not believe in perfect light Perfect sight, or wrong or right Seems I’ve lost the innocence of youth There’s no such thing as perfect lies Or time to kill, or private time I guess I’ve lost my appetite for truth But I believe in you Steve’s a lawyer for the state His golden tongue can legislate But does nothing for that big chip on his shoulder Joe’s an honest beaurocrat If you can somehow picture that But with no love in his heart, he just grows colder I do not believe in perfect light Perfect sight, or wrong or right Seems I’ve lost the innocence of youth There’s no such thing as perfect lies Or time to kill, or private time I guess I’ve lost my appetite for truth But I believe in you You’re the light to my dark needs You’re the angel praying for me You’re the giver to my greed You’re the love that’s healing me Me, the classic Peter Pan The boy inside the jaded man I believe I’ve lost the fear of growing older I do not believe in perfect light Perfect sight, or wrong or right Seems I’ve lost the innocence of youth There’s no such thing as perfect lies Or time to kill, or private time I guess I’ve lost my appetite for truth But I believe in you
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Angeline 04:52
ANGELINE Copyright © 1993, Battunes Music words and music by Dean Batstone There’s a silent rain like little ghosts, riding on a breeze And it barely cools these streets of fire, or calms the hungry needs I can feel the eyes fall on our backs, burning emerald green And there’s one streetlight that’s afraid of the dark So it shines for you and me And all the boys on the boulevard wish they could be me I’m the one who’s holding Angeline All the angels smile tonight when they look down on me I’m the one who’s holding Angeline Now the corner man, he got his papers wet So he’s passing them out for free And the smoke curls up from his cigarette Making gestures to the queens All the girls on Stinson Avenue are tryin’ to look discreet ‘Til the whistles rise, young and strong Like a sidewalk symphony And all the boys on the boulevard wish they could be me I’m the one who’s holding Angeline All the angels smile tonight when they look down on me I’m the one who’s holding Angeline All the years I wished you were mine And I never really gave up trying I can still see that love in your eyes There’s a distant song like angels cries, far above the lights And the thunder rolls through hollow hearts Pounding through the night And all those kids whose colours changed now fade to black and white And I pray this night will never end, ‘cause it all just feels so right And all the boys on the boulevard wish they could be me I’m the one who’s holding Angeline All the angels smile tonight when they look down on me I’m the one who’s holding Angeline
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CAGE OF MEMORIES Copyright ©1997 Battunes Music words and music by Dean Batstone She plugs in the radio The switch is broke, so that’s how it goes And runs her bath to a song from 1969 She remembers how it felt to feel More than lonely, more than steel Her coldness lost to one more glass of wine I guess everybody knows Just how love’s supposed to go On and on and on and on and on I guess it’s not that hard to see He (she, they) can’t find the way to leave She’s (He’s, They’re) trapped inside a cage of memories He looks through the windowpane A vacant stare, but still her name Rolls off his lips emotionless, she blames him He remembers how it felt to love No fear he could not rise above Now he hides from the very eyes that claimed him I guess everybody knows Just how love’s supposed to go On and on and on and on and on I guess it’s not that hard to see He can’t find the way to leave He’s trapped inside a cage of memories She walks along a busy street Haunted by her memories She feels the ghost of his arm on her shoulder He drives around for hours alone A dozen times he’ll pass their home Just wishing he could find the strength to hold her I guess everybody knows Just how love’s supposed to go On and on and on and on and on I guess it’s not that hard to see They can’t find the way to leave They’re trapped inside a cage of memories

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released June 6, 2000

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A veteran of the Canadian Music scene, having performed full time across Canada and The US for over 40 years, Dean Batstone shows no signs of slowing down anytime soon. A charismatic live performer who works solo or with a band, he has recorded 12 full length albums with some of the most iconic musicians in America. ... more

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