Edit 10/27/08: It seems I have two versions going with this. Version 1 is below, Version 2 is below that, where I basically just added a line to each verse, to help fill them out a bit and strengthen the hook. I also haven't solved the "wooden" issue. Any feedback on these is welcome at any time... smile

This is one of those repeating-the-hook-at-the-end-of-the-verses lyrics. No chorus…which is different for me. Kind of an AABAA type structure…now I’m making up my own structures! HA!

Any feedback is appreciated. smile

Heavy On My Mind
©2008 Kristi McKeever

You laugh more when you’re around her
Stop and listen when she talks
I know you better than she does
But that battle’s already been fought
And you weigh heavy on my mind

The city can’t sleep with the lights on
And lost souls crossing the street
I sit here at the window
And wonder how life’s supposed to be
And you weigh heavy on my mind

You’ll romance her
Dance the last dance with her
There’ll be hushes in the night and candlelight
Strolls outside, talks about life
And plans I wish were mine

There’s a friend beneath my wooden face
Who laughs and cries with you
But I need to keep my distance
And find other things to do
Cuz you weigh heavy on my mind

So I’ll pick myself up and disappear
Into the city crowds
I may not know where I’m going
But I won’t keep my head down
(even though) you weigh heavy on my mind

Heavy on my mind
You weigh heavy on my mind

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Heavy On My Mind Version 2
©2008 Kristi McKeever

You laugh more when you’re around her
Stop and listen when she talks
I know you better than she does
That battle’s already been fought
But I’m walking a fine line
Cuz you weigh heavy on my mind

The city can’t sleep with the lights on
And lost souls crossing the street
As my thoughts drift with the soft wind
I wonder how life’s supposed to be
But I don’t see the signs
Cuz you weigh heavy on my mind

You’ll romance her
Dance the last dance with her
There’ll be hushes in the night and candlelight
Strolls outside, talks about life
And plans I wish were mine

There’s a friend beneath my wooden/shallow/empty/somber/painted face
Who laughs and cries with you
But I need to rise above it all
And find other things to do
I can’t hold back time
Cuz you weigh heavy on my mind

So I’ll pick myself up and disappear
Into the city crowds
I may not know where I’m going
But I won’t keep my head down
And I won’t look behind
Though you weigh heavy on my mind

Heavy on my mind
You weigh heavy on my mind


Last edited by Kristi McKeever; 10/27/08 10:39 PM.
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