"It's Just To Provide Us A Change"

                              (lyrics to a song I wrote)
Rain we know
Though not the same
Is falling down
On our window panes
And I can tell
By the cool moist air -
It's just to provide us a change.

So you can feel
Anyway you'd care,
With stimulated
Thoughts so there,
Like memories
Or dreams you've seen,
It's just to provide you a change.

Chorus:  The rapid changing of the times
               Leaves lost a many minds and miles,
               But lost their not -
               For life is all gain -
               And what would the sunshine be
               Without the rain?

I don't know joy
With every rain
When those times happen
I'm the one to blame.
But I suppose
That it's quite alright,
It's just to provide me a change.

Things we know
But can't explain
Keep roving through
My mind today,
And as I watch
The raindrops stop -
I feel it's just to provide us a change.

Chorus: The rapid changing of the times

             Leaves lost a many minds and miles,
             But lost their not -
             For life has a way -
             Of making amends with each
                 new dawning day. 

                                      ZCMI
                                      7/70        

"Lyrics To My Song"

I'm losing respect for my ole' man
For he done forgot what it's like
On the other side of the fence,
 And I wish that he would try and understand
And give those people another chance.

Chorus:  Who gave us these roles anyway?
              A woman is gentle
              A man is tough.
             Well, I'll be what I am
             Which is both of them
              And I'll be the best that I can.

Well, a man fights the elements
Because his body is strong
And protects his womans' because
Through her a child can be born.
But that doesn't mean their hearts don't
    work the same,
Or their minds aren't equal,
Or that they can help what they were made.

Chorus: Who gave us these roles anyway?

             A woman is gentle
             A man is tough.
            Well, I'll be what I am
            Which is both of them
            And I'll be the best that I can.

            Oh Brothers, oh sisters,
            Oh listen to me,
            Oh brothers, oh sisters,
            Come let us be free....

The devil is a woman and the woman is me
The devil got into her, and she ate of
   the fruit of the tree.
Heaven help us, we've gone and done a
   wrong thing,
Heaven help us see a dream put together again.

Chorus: Who gave us these roles anyway?

             A woman is gentle
             A man is tough.
            Well, I'll be what I am
            Which is both of them
            And I'll be the best that I can.

            Oh Brothers, of sisters,
            Oh listen to me,
            Oh brothers, oh sisters,
            Come let us be free.

            Freedom, freedom
            Freedom, freedom
            Freedom, freedom
            Freedom, freedom

We alone must answer for the things we have done
So give live unselfishly to others
And try not to judge.
Is the hope, is the scope on how
This war can be won,
Is the hope is the scope on how
Our lives can be one.

                                ZCMI
                                7/70