LOOKING AT YOU

Looking at you, you looking at me

Loving the summer; so free

With our feet in the waters of the Mediterranean sea

Got it now; you have to look at life, putting all your problems behind

In this mental darkness, you are wrong; got to get up, get out to be strong

Thinking in the sunlight, everything will be all right

Looking at you, you looking at me

Let us play together in the Chanhassen parks

Later, we can purify ourselves in the inspiration of loving art.

Looking at the world in a different way

Look at life differently; you know how to spell cool

Taking a page from Prince's book, *style is loving yourself till everyone else does too

Looking at you, you looking at me.

A loving friend will help you so the pain can mend

You might have a heavy heart; that is where you start; it will never end

Got it now; you have to look up as the sun shines on you

Deaf to the words of babbling fools, there is so much more about you

Take that talent in you and show those who love you what you can do

©Copyright Thomas J Dooley 2021

*Style by Prince from the album Emancipation 1996

Pasley Park Studio

 

SO COOL

You are so cool
In the things that you do
You are so cool
There is no one like you

I am a fool
To think I could be that cool
If I try too
It would embarrass you

You are so cool
From the heals on your boots
You are so cool
To the way you wear your suits

I got to prove
That my talents are worthy of you
Got to try
To make my own style

You are so cool
In the way that you walk
You are so cool
In the way that you talk

I got to hear
The words that inspire the mind
I got see
Your dove fly high

You are so cool
No one can be like you
You are so cool
These purple owmens are you


©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2018

MAGICAL MAN

There is a magical storm

It is cool it is warm

Its winds blow hard

But doesn’t cause harm

But it dose make people scream

And set off alarms

It touches the souls

It shines and glows

If you let it grow

It will take control

Don’t judge a man

For his style of way of life

Or the way he has changed

From a child to a man

Don’t blame him for that

Don’t blame him for his past

Don’t blame him for his future

Don’t even blame him today

He chose his own way

God has made him with feelings

So believe him

When he says the words are hurting

Don’t say what he is thinking

Or make reasons

For what he dose

His life is for him to live

So don’t judge him

For the way he sings

Don’t deny him his rights

Don’t abuse those behind him

They are only searching for some energy

That radiates from his hand

And from his feet

He feels the pain of the needy

Because he feels the pain of the lonely

He cries

Praying for a change

In the mind of the world today

MICHAEL

His music put pictures in my head
Music that is happy or sad
Sounds that touch the brain
To make me think of a better day

Words of love words of pain
Dreaming of the day
Meaning will come to the word I say

The magic he posses to thrill to delight
Wrong or right he is here to inspire
A man of strength a man with control
With a never ending goal

A voice of soul never growing old
Singing songs of gold
A touch of magic nothing damaging
A man child with his own style

GOD made him with his own style