DON’T GET USED TO IT
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
When I was just a girl
Had to get my way
Didn’t share my toys when you came to play
Tanning in my 2 piece on the beach
Felt your eyes on me, but I was out of reach
You’re getting too close
Don’t get used to it
When I got to college
Flirting in the bars
Hitting on frat boys who drove fast cars
Long ski weekends on Dad’s credit card
I pushed you away when things got too hard
When will I learn
From those bridges I burned
I’ll never be what you want me to be
Now I’ve got 2 girls of my own
And I see myself when they come home
I hear their stories; what they have to say
As they push their boyfriends away
And now I see how it’s always been
What I’ve missed by not jumpin’ in
There’s a story to be told
I hope I get it before I’m too old
You’re getting too close
Oh you’re getting too close
You’re getting too close
Don’t get used to it
HOUSE OF CARDS
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
I catch your glance across the room
You got my attention now a little too soon
But if you think it’s nothing new
For me to end up leaving with you
House of cards
Come tumbling down
House of cards
Fall to the ground
House of cards
I may play this hand
House of cards
Cause I still can
Year after year I do this dance
Empty vodka tonics and shallow romance
Horse stud poker or solitaire
So many games I can’t even share
House of cards
Come tumbling down
House of cards
Fall to the ground
House of cards
I’m gonna play this hand
House of cards
Cause I still can
This may be in- tox- i- cating
Doubt it’s anything more
What am I anticipating?
Another lonely score . . .
Repeat CHORUS
WISH I’D BEEN THERE
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
There’s so much to say
Now that you’re grown
Can’t hold back the tears
Seeing you out on your own
I remember a time
When I was crazy and blind
Wish I’d been there for you
You’d come to sleep in my bed with your bear
Your sister she’d follow and sleep on the chair
If we ate dinner together it would be rare
I was picking up the pieces
I remember a time
When I was crazy and blind
Afraid I was losing my mind
Wish I’d been there for you
There’s so many things
I could have done better
So I wrote them all down in this letter
for you
So this is my vow to you now
To always be there for you both
Somehow
When you have your kids
You’ll know what to do
Cause of all we’ve been through
I remember a time
When I was crazy and blind
I’ve left it behind
And I’m here for you
TRYING TO PLEASE
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
Walking down by the railroad track
Deep in thought I can’t go back
Still so mad ’bout the things you said
Going round and round in my head
I’m done trying to please
Being the way I’m supposed to be
Always done what I was told to do
I was so afraid of losing you
Couldn’t take the thought of being alone
And facing life out on my own
Now I’m done trying to please
Being the way I’m supposed to be
I’m done trying to please
Just want the chance to see (if I can be)
Free from who I used to be
Years and years of wonderin why
Making choices that were never mine
Looking everywhere to find that road
To enlighten me or lessen the load
I’m done trying to please
Being the way I’m supposed to be
I’m done trying to please
I’m done
I’m done trying to please
Being the way I’m supposed to be
I’m done trying to please
I’m done
Trying to please
PREOCCUPIED
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
At the corner market
In the check out line
Can’t remember what I forgot
Lost track of time
Knew I had to call you back
Not sure just why
I forgot that I love you
Preoccupied
In the car for the next stop
Can’t remember where to
Does this street look familiar
I’ve got no clue
Knew I had to call you back
Not sure just why
I forgot that I love you
Preoccupied
May need to change my pills
Forgot to pay the bills
Gettin’ worse every day
Soon they’re gonna haul me away
haul me away
On the phone with my best friend
Had to get off a of my feet
It’s time to make dinner
Left the groceries on the street
And I forgot to call you back
Not sure just why
Just know that I love you
But I’m preoccupied
PICTURES ON THE WALL
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
Lying here all alone
Wonder what you’re dreaming
Watch you breathe right next to me
Am I really leaving
Look around these four walls
Is this where I belong
Life here tells one story
But something else is going on
I thought I needed you
I thought we had it all
But now I realize
We were pictures on the wall
Feels like the last time
I’ll be here
Feels like it’s different now
Feels like you’ve given up
Feels like the last time
Round and round the world we’d go
Across the Indian sea
Saw the penguins in the south cape
Cobbled streets of Sicily
Lovers on a journey
Carving footprints in the snow
But the crystals turn to water
Just as soon as we get home
I thought I needed you
I thought we had it all
But now I realize
We were pictures on the wall
SLEEPING OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR
Carey Appel/Lisa Nemzo /Marc Platt© 2012 Heather Road Productions/Dream Wild Songs ASCAP Impossible Songs BMI
Sleeping outside your door
Six years old didn’t mind the floor
Just wanted to get closer to you
Nightmares running through my head
Should have been dreams instead
Afraid of the monster’s in my room
It would help to keep the light on
Crack the door an inch or two
I just needed reassuring
‘Cause I couldn’t keep enduring
While the demons took their time to play
I always find a guy
Hardly have to try
Though my heart’s hidden on my sleeve
Staring into space
It’s such a lonely place
Feel so abandoned when they leave
It would help to keep the light on
Crack the door an inch or two
My heart is racing
My head is spinning round and round and round
Can I wait till the morning light
Just let me make it through the night
I just needed reassuring
‘Cause I couldn’t keep enduring
While the demons took their time to play
WAIT AND SEE
Carey Appel/Lisa Nemzo/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions/Dream Wild Records ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
You seem like such a nice guy
I can see kindness in your eyes
When I see the way you look at me
I guess that’s the way it’s supposed to be
Have you ever been in love before?
Did she leave you wanting more?
Is it too early to get a drink?
As I wonder what you think
I’ve been here so many times
Even memorized the next line
This time I want something real
Not just another guy on my wheel
It’s always been a game of wait and see
I used to let it get the best of me
Now I’m willing to let it be
‘Cause there’s something about you
That makes me want to
Wait and see
Do you get up early or get up late?
Do you hang at home or need to date?
I like the way you listen to me
I guess that’s the way it’s supposed to be
I’ve been here so many times
I’ve even memorized the next line
This time I want something real
Not just another guy on my wheel
CHORUS and then add . . .
Wait and see
Wait and see
Wait and see
WORDS DON’T FIT HERE
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
Sun is fading
Yellow turns to marmalade
I am waiting
To hear your thoughts walk on parade
Gentle breezes
Your silent chatter in the wind
It blows right through me
Whatever state of mind I’m in
Words don’t fit here
Get in the way when we’re alone
We just sit here
Delay distraction and the phone
Your eyes they have it
A certain glance reveals so much
Hesitation
Or the longing for my touch
Words don’t fit here
Get in the way when we’re alone
We just sit here
Delay distraction and the phone
Leave them dangling
Leave them dangling
repeat
MIRACLE OF YOU
Carey Appel/Marc Platt ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP/Impossible Songs BMI
Standing in the middle of a storm
Trying my best to keep warm
The rain was fierce the wind it blew
But I saw the sun trying to break through
I felt the chaos all around
And I heard the swirling sound
But I kept my feet glued to the ground
In that tiny ray of light
I’ve seen miracles
Rainbows that are lyrical
Never was that spiritual
The miracle of you
There was a man lived on a hill
Fed the blue bird on his window sill
His wife died long ago
He had grandchildren in tow
One day Doc gave him the news
He had a month to take that cruise
But two years later he’s still here
Because that blue bird sang a prayer
CHORUS
Now as I’m walking down the road
Not knowing what unfolds
I know I’ll think of you
And it’ll help to pull me through
I’ve seen miracles
Rainbows that are lyrical (in the sky)
Never was that spiritual
The miracle of you
WHEN I SEE YOU AGAIN
Carey Appel ©2012 Heather Road Productions ASCAP
The girls have gone away
I visit them from time to time
Gives me pause to play broken dreams I left behind
I let you slip away
But you still linger in my mind as the memories unwind
When I see you again, will I get that feeling
When I see you again will you have that look in your eyes
When I see you again will I hold your gaze
Or will I pretend to look the other way
The skies are open now
The clouds are few and far between
So much is stored away
In these shelves of history
Sometimes I wander
To a place I should not be
I guess nothing is free
Years are slipping by
I’m still learning why
My choices did me right
Sometimes it’s hard to know how life is gonna go
And I’m at peace tonight….
All those yesterdays
Faded footprints in my mind
And I leave them behind…
When I see you again, will I get that feeling
When I see you again will you have that look in your eyes
When I see you again will I hold your gaze
Or will I pretend to look the other way
HEATHER ROAD
Carey Appel/Lisa Nemzo © 2012 Heather Road Productions/Dream Wild Songs ASCA
The bus drops me on the corner everyday at half past four
Fallen leaves are still
Eucalyptus everywhere
As I walk slowly up the hill
My mother’s car is in the driveway
The soup is on the stove
It’s another lazy day on Heather Road
Summer dinners in the back yard on the red brick patio
Sprinklers cool the hill behind
We danced in our hula hoops
Until the moon began to shine
Then at night I laid my head down
And rocked my soul to sleep
When I was sad and felt alone on Heather Road
And my dollhouse was my best friend
A tiny piece of make believe
Where Mom and Dad never gave up what we had
In my world, he’d never leave
The house has been replaced now
It’s cold and made of stone
Hard to see what it’s become
Gone is the weeping willow tree and the balcony that I sang from
I still see Mom’s car in the driveway
Smell the soup upon the stove
The way we were lives in my heart
on Heather Road