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No More Goodbyes
04:35
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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
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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 Talkin'
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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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DEAN BATSTONE - Bio
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.
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