Do You Even Care?
Don Johnson Blue River Music February 2008
I know you’re sittin’ over there just across the town
Countin’ on your fingers what’s goin’ down
Have you thought about what you left behind?
Have you thought about the cost?
Have you thought about what you really love and what you might have lost?
I know you’ve got your dreams calling you at night
Whisperin’ secret things that you hope are right
And I know you’ve got the instinct for chasin’ down your heart
You took a piece of mine right from the start
Have you thought about the love we shared?
Have you looked under your bed?
Have you looked into the deepest thoughts right inside your head?
Have you looked into the mirror?
Have you looked into your eyes?
Do you see my reflection right by your side?
What's your next move to make? What's left to find?
Do you think it's in the safety, in the comfort of your mind?
Are you drinking in the love you need, is it answering your prayers?
So when I go to sleep at night, I wonder, do you even care?
Edge of the Storm Johnson Juliano Blue River Music 2007Found myself in a darkened room the day was young
Just me and the drippin' sand waitin' on the news
It filled me up, like a shot in my veins, poison in the blood
In my moral disrepair the criminal in me he don’t care
I danced around, I danced on down
I danced alone at the edge of the storm
I stumbled on, without a name shadow on my face
Like little knives dirty tears cut my heart
Carrion crow is here again but not the same
I’m lookin’ for those lovin’ eyes help me find my way
I danced around I danced on down
I danced alone at the edge of the storm
Won't be easy to bury me
Say your prayers, but you won’t be free
Never easy to confess your sin
Face your story, face the wind
Heal me from that sacred place where the music flows
Like a young boy ridin' his dream release my soul
I’m sittin’ with you at the edge of the storm drops of love like rain
Summer heat on the river sky like a kiss in the night
I danced around I danced on down
I danced with you at the edge of the storm
I danced around I danced on downtown I danced with you
At the edge of the storm
At the edge of the storm
I Can’t Call the Cops
Johnson Juliano Blue River Music 2007
Once upon a star you were a love of mine
Now I’m sitting here with a box of wine
Yeah the rain came hard and my heart is empty now
You crossed the big divide when the sun went down
I can’t call the cops or my local DA
You know they could not find the evidence anyway
You didn’t crash the car into a big ole tree
Or chase every handsome man that you’d see
You didn’t steal my money without making a sound
And get all crazy baby on the town
I can’t call the cops or my local DA
You know they could not find the evidence anyway
You didn’t sell my guitar to pay for a new dress
The crime wasn’t worldly I must confess
You didn’t play the ponies and lose all of our cash
Or sneak home late at night with a nasty rash
We can fight all day about an eye for an eye
But the final judge is the one inside
I can’t call the cops or my local DA
You know they could not find the evidence anyway
I can’t call the copsI can’t call the cops I can’t call cops
I can’t call the cops I can’t call cops When The Birds Begin To Fly
Lyrics and Music adapted by Don Johnson and courtesy of John Franklin
Well I came home last night and you weren’t there to greet me
We had a fight about being true, your clothes are gone and so is the loving
All my whites have turned to grays and blues
I remember the time I was down and lonely
You held my hand, said it was part of the game
Now the lights are dim and the room is all empty
I got nowhere to turn and no one else to blame
Well I didn’t have the slightest clue where you went or with who
So I’m sittin’ here all alone trying to make myself a home
If the telephone rings you know I won’t answer
It may be you saying your last goodbye
So I think I’ll just sit and wait in silence
Till the dawn comes up and the birds begin to fly
