Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Sunday, February 25, 2007
In winter when the streets are bare
There aint nothing much to see
I just cant help missing and thinking
About that kindly man
That one old winter time came
And took away from me
And then one morning
Another spring is there outside my door
Things are blooming
Birds are singing
And suddenly yes well I aint sad
Aint sad no more aint sad no more
– Nina Simone
Friday, February 23, 2007
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Friday, February 09, 2007
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
I can't wait toStir it, got to shake it up nowIf I have to beg or borrow, I don't wanna take it anymoreStir it up, got to break it up nowWhen I think about tomorrow, I can't wait toStir itgot to shake it up nowIf I have to beg or borrow, I don't wanna take it anymoreStir it upStir it upStir it upStir it up
– Patti LaBelle