I'd give them all to you
Some pagan I had breakfast with in LA wanted me to stop writing about Jesus. So I'll take this post to write about a Melody Gardot's song. Jon posted her album on his website (www.jonbaik.com) and it is one of my favorite jazz albums, so well-rounded and well-produced. I especially loved this one song she wrote called "If the Stars Were Mine" and its style of writing. While I was studying for finals in the school year I got a bit sidetracked and I tried to write my own verses to the song haha. If you haven't already, dl the album on Jon's site to listen to this wonderful song! Then read the rest of this post. I'll post her lyrics because they are so great (first 3) and mine (last 2).
If the stars were mine, I'd give them all to you
I'd pluck them down right from the sky and leave it only blue
I would never let the sun forget to shine upon your face
so when others would have rain clouds you'd have only sunny days
If the stars were mine, I'd tell you what I'd do
I'd put the stars right in a jar and give them all to you
If the birds were mine, I'd tell them when to sing
I'd make them sing a sonnet when your telephone would ring
I would put them there inside the square, whenever you went out
so there'd always be sweet music whenever you would walk about
If the birds were mine, I'd tell you what I'd do
I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you
If the world was mine, I'd paint it gold and green
I'd make the oceans orange for a brilliant color scheme
I would color all the mountains, make the sky forever blue
So the world would be a painting and I'd live inside with you
If the world was mine, I'd tell you what I'd do
I'd wrap the world in ribbons and then give it all to you
I'd teach the birds such lovely words and make them sing for you
I'd put those stars right in a jar and give them all to you
Instrumental haha
If the sea were mine, I'd give it all away
I'd pluck a hundred starfish and put them in-between the waves
Then I'd take you underwater to lay upon the ocean floor
and we'd gaze at constellations till currents take us unto shore
If the sea were mine I'll tell you what I'd do
I'd cling the shells as wedding bells and walk the shore with you.
If the trees were mine I'll tell you what I'd do
I'd set them up in rows to make a pathway just for two
They would lean in slightly to catch the rosy sight of blushing cheeks
As the leaves come waltzing down to the patter of our feet
If the trees were mine I'll tell you what I'd do
I'd dress them up with turtle doves and give them all to you.