Song Lyrics

There are far too many lyrics to post, but more will be added soon. Here are the lyrics from Marissa's music clips so you can sing along!

Jaded Heart

When I say I'm moved by you,                    
I mean I'm really moved by you,
And it takes so much to wake a jaded heart.

When I say I'm scared of love,
I mean I'm really scared of love,
'cause it won't take much to break a jaded heart.

So many tears over emotions that I've felt alone.
You'd think in time a heart would petrify and turn to stone.
But, I've found with time it becomes more delicate,
the slightest touch can damage it.
It's so fragile when it's been broken before.

When I say I'm through with love,
I mean I can't go through with love,
'cause it takes so much to make a jaded heart.

When you say I'm loved by you,
then prove I'm really loved by you,
yes, you know you must convince a jaded heart,
if you hesitate, you’ll break this jaded heart.

Words and music by Marissa Dodge
(C)1996 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

Now This Is What I Call Love

I was ready to throw in the towel.
I was close to the end of my rope.
Where love was concerned,
Debbie/This girl always got burned.
There was no chance, no way, and no hope.

But when you entered into the picture,
you changed my heart's point of view.
Where you are concerned,
a new leaf/page has been turned.
You're a treasure, a rare find, it's true.

It feels good, it feels right.
This thing was built to last,
this is no fly-by-night.
It's well-made, it won't fade,
and it fits me like a glove.
Now this is what I call love.

So if your heart's become disenchanted,
If your love life has seen better days,
it may take some time,
but, there's no doubt you'll find
somebody who'll make your heart say...

It feels good, it feels right.
This thing was built to last,
this is no fly-by-night.
It's well-made, it won't fade,
and it fits me like a glove.
Now this is what I call love.                                             

Love is a major investment.
There's a chance you'll pay too high a price.
But, no wholesale or bargain basement
carries this kind of merchandise.

It feels good, it feels right.
I've got a lifetime guarantee,
you were custom-made for me.
It feels fine, it's all mine,
and it's what I'm dreaming of.
(now this is what I .....)

It feels good, it feels right.
This thing was built to last,
this is no fly-by-night.
It's well-made, it won't fade,
and it fits me like a glove.
Now this is what I call love.
Yes, it fits me like a glove,
this is what I call,
this is what I call...love.

(This sale is final.)

Words and music by Marissa Dodge
(C) 1993 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

The Room (For Kathy)

Here in this place we call "The Room"
the happiest of moments in my life are spent with you.
Alone in this room
so close...
conversation or a kiss or two.
Every secret I'll reveal to you.
Sweet lil' paradise...
so nice...
to be here at home with you.
This is my idea of heaven it's true.
Love, here's where I want to be,
I love your company/long as you're next to me,
my happiness is in the room.

solo ~

Sweet lil' paradise...
it's so nice...
to be here at home with you.
This is my idea of heaven it's true.
Love, here's where I want to be,
'long as you're next to me,
my happiness is in the room.

Music by Jack McDuff
Words by Marissa Dodge
words (C) 1996 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

The Voice Of Love

Breaking the silence of my empty heart
this voice gets closer everyday.
Shhh - quietly - you barely hear it,
but, I know what it has to say.

The voice of love, with tender pleading,
tells my heart about the love I'm needing.
The voice of love it, it sings so sweetly,
and it moves my soul so completely.

How it speaks to me of your caress,
of tasting lips, and fingertips.
Shhh - let it rest - persistent whisper,
for too distinctly I hear...
 
the voice of love with tender pleading,
tells me all about the love I'm needing.
The voice of love , it sings so sweetly,
and it moves my very soul so completely...

eventually I'll have to 'fess/face up,
and reckon with the facts.
Eventually, I'll have to answer back.

The voice of love, with urgent pleading,
yes, I know about the love I'm needing.
The voice of love, it sings so sweetly,
and it moves my very soul so completely.

Words and music by Marissa Dodge
(C)1992 Marissa Dodge Publishing(ASCAP)

Black Is

Black is sky so stars can shine
Tiger's stripes and butterflies
Black is brushed on sparrow's wings
Black is many things.

Black is writing on a page
Berries sweet and clouds that rain
Black is crying when you sing
Black is anything.

We shouldn't fear the things we know
And black is everywhere we go.
The color black is not unknown
'Cause black is blindness, even so...

Black is earth so green can grow
Wheels and roads that lead to home
Black is like a child in spring
Black is everything
Black is everything...

Words and music by Marissa Dodge
(c)1994 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

Young Lion

Flamboyant return to your old stomping grounds.
You meet your old ghosts as you slither down.
You were the one - you were the golden boy.
You could do no wrong.
Got caught in the web of underhanded ploys.
Here's your swan song.

You used to be the young lion.
You set your clock to the groove.
You used to be the pendragon,
'til that one false move.
Looks like you'll sleep tight with the fishes tonight.

Three finger Sal blew right in from Chi-town.
One shot to the head the second you let your guard down.
Your sweet Lorraine - she didn't shed a tear.
She knew all along.
Opium rains on black umbrellas here.
Next stop Hong Kong.

You used to be the young lion.
With nothing else left to prove.
Now you're a tired old dragon.
Black knight/night checkmate move.
Looks like you'll sleep tight six feet under tonight.

Didn't they tell you "crime doesn't pay," ay?
That's what Lorraine thought up until yesterday.
Now she's sitting pretty on Montego Bay, ay?

You used to be the young lion.
Did what the overlords said.
How'd you end up a dead dragon?
Way over your head.
Looks like you'll sleep tight with the fishes tonight.

Words & music by Marissa Dodge
(C) 1993 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

Life Buoy

I took a trip on the ship of love,
I hoped and prayed for a bon voyage.
It was smooth sailing in the open blue,
then came a hurricane named after you.

You blew me over and my ship she ran aground.
Now it's much too late to turn this wreck around.

I need a life buoy - I don't wanna' drown.
I need a life buoy - I think I'm goin' down
for the final time...

I need a life buoy. (Save me) I need a life buoy.
I need a life buoy. (Save me) I need a life buoy.

Barracuda ain't as cold as you.
Bermuda triangle of love untrue.
Frantic romantic in the great Atlantic,
you were the iceberg, I'm the late Titanic.

My heart is heavy and I'm sinking like a stone.
Gotta' get my feet on dry land, I wanna' go home.

I need a life buoy - won't you rescue me.
I need a life buoy - 'cause I'm drowning can't you see,
third and final time.

I need a life buoy. (Save me) I need a life buoy.
I need a life buoy. (Save me) I need a life buoy.

Words and music by Marissa Dodge
(C)1994 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

My Museum

Romantic dreams of youth,
all the color and the light dazzled my eyes.
Love looked so promising from far away.
A world of hopes and possibilities of what life could be,
and every night and day I’d dream
of all I’d have in my museum.

Through landscapes blue and gold,
in the shadows and the light /sunlight I searched for truth,
but my elusive muse seemed lost at sea.
And all I found were statues made of stone, lifelike, but so cold.
Their jaded hearts and marble souls
left empty halls in my museum.

But still I wished for one work of art
I could treasure and hold.
Monet in spring, in twilight’s dim
I’d dance for my Degas, could be Caravaggio,
or my Picasso.

At last it’s come to light.
Now this rare and priceless gem defines my life,
and every corridor leads to this room.
A perfect place where light is never lost and time can’t exist,
a single painting hangs just so,
my masterpiece in my museum;
a portrait of you.

(c)2005 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

In Mary's Eyes (For Irv)

In Mary's eyes
I see what the future holds.
The wonders of
endless universe unfolding.
I see tears of joy and pain,
essential as the rain
that makes the flowers bloom
in Mary's eyes.

In Mary's eyes
I see everything I am.
Reflections of
someone wise and strong and loving.
I've seen children grace our lives,
bright anniversary skies.
There's all of this and more
in Mary's eyes.

In Mary's eyes
I see what the future holds.
The wonders of
endless universe unfolding.
I've seen children grace our lives,
bright anniversary skies.
There's all of this and more
in Mary's eyes.

Words and music by Marissa Dodge
(C)1999 Marissa Dodge Publishing (ASCAP)

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