All Jake Heggie Lyrics

Jake Heggie - Bird Soul | lyrnow.com
If birds are human souls What bird are you? A spring bird with a joyful song? A high flyer? Are you an evening bird Watching the moon Singing alone, alone

Jake Heggie - Because I Liked You Better | lyrnow.com
Because I liked you better Than suits a man to say It irked you, and I promised To throw the thought away To put the world between us We parted, stiff and dry;

Jake Heggie - The Factory Window Song | lyrnow.com
Factory windows are always broken Somebody's always throwing bricks Somebody's always heaving cinders Playing ugly Yahoo tricks Factory windows are always broken

Jake Heggie - In Praise of Songs That Die | lyrnow.com
Ah, they are passing, passing by Wonderful songs, but born to die! Cries from the infinite human seas Waves thrice-winged with harmonies Here I stand on a pier in the foam

Jake Heggie - The Farms of Home | lyrnow.com
The farms of home lie lost in even I see far off the steeple stand; West and away from here to heaven Still is the land There if I go no girl will greet me No comrade

Jake Heggie - What if I say I shall not wait! | lyrnow.com
What if I say I shall not wait? What if I burst the fleshly gate And pass, escaped, to thee? What if I file this mortal off See where it hurt me, - that's enough, -

Jake Heggie - "Why do I love" You, Sir? | lyrnow.com
"Why do I love" You, Sir? Because -- The Wind does not require the Grass To answer -- Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place Because He knows --

Jake Heggie - White in the Moon | lyrnow.com
White in the moon the long road lies The moon stands blank above; White in the moon the long road lies That leads me from my love Still hangs the hedge without a gust

Jake Heggie - Patterns | lyrnow.com
I walk down the garden paths And all the daffodils Are blowing, and the bright blue squills I walk down the patterned garden-paths In my stiff, brocaded gown With my powdered

Jake Heggie - Grow Old Along With Me | lyrnow.com
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in His hand Who saith "A whole I planned Youth shows but