I Found My Old Song Books!

There's a few songs I wrote when I was 14 and 15 years old.  Some of the melodies are lost, but the heart can't be denied.  :)  I'd like to share a few of them with all of you.  Some of them are silly, some of them are serious - but all of them show a heart that's real.






In youth group when I first "came out" as a song-writer, this song was played on several occasions - talent shows and even an accompaniment to a testimonial love story once.  Me?  I wrote this when I was 15 years old and I haven't changed a word since then.  Whats funny is:  Sometimes, life really doesn't change, does it?  We end up asking the same questions today, "is this a God thing?"

The Unfinished Story

Here's a story of a guy and girl who're in denial
They say they're just friends, but you wonder if that's the case.
by the twinkle in their eyes you know there's something different.
But is it real? or is it just a phase?


Is this a God thing or is it so much less?
Is this a crush that just won't last?
There's something different, you can see.  But is it real or is it make-believe?


She looks across the room and catches his eye
smiling to herself she thinks, "What an awesome guy."
But in those eyes this time, there was something more.
a look that hadn't yet been accounted for - so she prayed


is this a God thing or is it so much less?
Is this a crush that just won't last?
There's something different, but I'm confused.  So Lord I'm giving this up to You.

He loved it when she looked up into his eyes
in hers was a flame that never seemed to die.
He saw that she was not the same - unlike the rest
He also knew the One who knew her best, so he prayed


is this a God thing or is it so much less?
Is this a crush that just won't last?
She seems so happy to live for you - I can't take this anymore I'm giving this over to You.


No we all know that's not the end of the story
we could make it out to be whatever we like
fact is that girl or guy could be you or me.
but who do we trust with our love story to write?


Is this a God thing or is it so much less?
I don't trust my judgement God and I know You know whats best.
What do I know of Love Lord, my emotions blind me
so here's the pen, Lord. Write my love story for me.


There's a story of a guy and girl who're in denial.
They say they're just friends but you wonder if that's the case.
By the twinkle in their eyes you know there's something different
but who will they give the pen to... to write this next page?


So THIS next song is actually a rewriting of the Lyrics to Green Day's Boulevard of Broken Dreams. (I know.... I wrote it when I was 16... give me a break!  .... okay ... so I still kinda like that song... )

The Will of God to Bigger Things

I walk this lonely road - the only one I hope to ever know
Know just where it goes - it leads to Home for me and I'm not alone
I walk this daring feat - to do the will of God not chase my dreams
Humanity it sleeps. But I'm alive - no lie - I'm not alone.


I'm not alone, I'm not alone.  I'm not alone I'm not a...


My God is always there to walk beside me
Because of Him my pathetic heart is beating
sometimes I pray someone out there would join me
till then - I'm still not alone
ah-ah  ah-ah.  ah-ah, ah-ah. ah-ah


I'm crossing past the line 
that cuts me from myself so I might die
no more borderline - I've got my cross 
and I will stand alone.
The reasons for His lines -
I'm so messed up but His love makes me white
trade His life for mine, each scar a promise that I'm not alone


I'm not alone, I'm not alone.  I'm not alone I'm not a...


My Jesus is always there to walk beside me
Its for Him my pathetic little heart is beating
hard times roll. - sometimes I'm tempted to deny it
but feelings fade and truth remains -
I'm not alone.


This next song I wrote when I was 13 years old before I played guitar.  I barely remember the tune... but the words remain etched into my soul.

There's Nothing I'd Rather Do

There's nothing I wouldn't give
to kiss the scars on Your hands
there's nothing I wouldn't do
to wash Your feet with my tears
There's nothing I wouldn't give 
to be flat on my face, dwelling in Your presence, Lord
there's nothing I'd rather do.


I close my eyes and bow
raising my hands to You
and all else fades away
there's nothing I'd rather do
then to dwell in Your presence 
while You break down my walls and fences
getting past all my defenses
Until you've broken through
There's nothing I'd rather do.


There's nothing I wouldn't give 
to see Your precious face.
There's nothing I wouldn't do
for a moment to walk with You
Oh there's nothing I wouldn't give
to be at the foot of Your throne
Singing my worship songs and praising You
Lord there's nothing I'd rather do.


And last but not least, one of the sillier songs I wrote right after my 16th birthday.  It was a direct response to Anberlin's "Foreign Language"  and Relient K's "Mood Rings" .... and also to the guys who sang them to me - just to get a reaction. (again... some things never change, do they?)

Who Need's Mood Rings When WE'VE Got Codes and Gentleman?

I don't wanna look like a wimp
just hand me the coat
cus I'll lie if  you ask me if I'm cold
just walk away, walk away.  Walk away, walk away, walk away.


And I don't need a mood ring!
And heck - I don't need to say a thing!
Neither do you, walk away, walk away.  Walk away, walk away, walk away.


All guys sing about girls and how they don't understand them
repining over dialect barriers and no mood rings on our hands!
Don't they see, don't they see we just need them to be "there"?
To catch us in the fall,  to hold our hand and care?
... then walk away.  Just walk away (but don't go away...)


Walk away from whining about us in song -
well if you had a question, why not ask us what we thought?
A little shy?  Who cares! You're wasting your time with your tears.


(And you wanna know what we think of You
when we run off to the bathroom?  
Well if you're being a jerk then obviously we'll think you're a jerk
but if you're a gentleman than you're probably 
woo - woo - wooing me with you're perks 
but I won't admit to anything until my hearts about burst.
Until then, this is what you get:
confusion dished with no regrets from the chef.)


So if you see my teeth chatter
don't ask stupid questions, just hand me your sweater
and walk away, walk away, walk away.
just don't go away, go away, don't go away. 




And that's it for now.  :)  Tune in next time for, "another moment of  reminiscing over Sarah's life because her boss is sick and so she came home and poured over all of her old notebooks full of songs and half songs and poems and half poems."  :)  Later!

1 comment:

  1. Sarah...wow. these so spoke to my heart, thinking about the stuff the Lord's been stirring in me. The Unfinished Story - what a sweet love song. the Lord's been reminding me lately that HE is the author of every part of my life...what a good reminder to let Him have the pen.
    The Will of God to Bigger Things - i don't really even have words for how this one hit my heart, just, whoa. and i love seeing your heart in the words.
    There's Nothing I'd Rather Do - without even hearing the melody, i'm thinkin this one needs a violin :)
    Who Needs Mood Rings...- hehe, i love this. you're so clever :)

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