Sing With Me (2008)

Sing with Me

For Soloists, Chorus & Piano

Music by Robert S. Cohen

Lyrics by Maria V.S. Seigenthaler

Piano/Vocal

1. Sweet Companion

2. Parlor Memories

3. Passion

4. Thank You!

5. As One

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Just one, one moment old The first time I saw you. Watching your fingers fold, I could not catch my breath I opened my mouth No words would answer. Then deep in my heart, I first heard our song, So deep in my heart.

You are my miracle, my one and only. I'd be so lonely if you were to go.

You are my miracle, my sweet companion. I love you more than you will ever know.

So I rocked you each night at the end of our day. Praying my strength would be strong enough to hold you.

And I whispered our stories and wished on our star, and I sang you to peace with our song.

You are my miracle, my one and only. I'd be so lonely if you were to go.

You are my miracle, my sweet companion. I love you more than you will ever know.

Then I freed your wee palm as you took your first step And I flinched when your knee felt its first patch of pavement. And I swayed you away from the waves of your wound with the words and the calm of our song.

You are my miracle, my one and only. I'd be so lonely if you were to go.

You are my miracle, my sweet companion. I love you more than you will ever know. Then the nursery walls were peeled and repainted And your scrapes became deeper and harder to see

But no matter your age or your anger or anguish

There's no time in life when you can't feel me rock you. There's no place on earth where you can't hear our song.

You are my miracle, my one and only. I'd be so lonely if you were to go.

You are my miracle, my sweet companion. I love you more than you will ever know.

And I love you more than you can know.

2. Parlor Memories

It never took much convincing to convince dear Aunt Connie to put down her dish towel, and to come on in the living room.

It never took much convincing to convince shy, young Michael to put down his guard, and to join on in the fun

It never took much convincing to convince Uncle Thomas to come back through the back porch door, and to knock back another swig, or four, and to kick back and laugh and sway and roar and join on in the singing.

And I will never forget how Bertie's fingers flew across the keys. She'd make the piano come to life inside the living room.

I'll never forget how we never would let the Strobel brothers leave. We'd say, "Com'on, stay and sing one more before yer done" I'll never forget when William, tear in his eye, he said, "You know I know it's true I know until I sang with you, I never knew that life could be such fun."

The joy of my childhood the hours without end. The harmony, the memory, the blend

Dance with me, June while the moonlight is waking. Dance with me, June while the sun fades away. With you in my arms, dear there'll be no forsaking. And you will be mine, June, at least for today.

Yes, walk with me, June while the moonlight is gleaming Walk with me, June while the waves hit the shore. With your hand in mine, dear there's no need for dreaming. And you will be mine, June 'til life is no more. Dear June,'til my life is no more.

The joy of my childhood, the hours without end, the harmony, the memory. So come with me and sing with me and blend.

3. Passion

Sinatra opened up his mouth and Oh there'rd flow a croon. And every single single woman out there In the elegant ballroom would swoon When Sinatra would croon.

Then Elvis, sweet Elvis. He'd gaze directly into every pair of transfixed eyes. And Elvis. That Elvis. He'd sway his hips and Out would come a magic voice To absolutely hypnotize the room. He could hypnotize the room And send them all into frenzy that could one two three times

light up the moon. Woe, woe, woe

I want to try. 'Cause I know that if I try With all my mighty might I can be Sinatra I can be your Elvis Up here tonight for you. And Luciano. Bravo Bravo Bravo

Bravo, Luciano. Mining the ore from the core of their lust. Your timbre. Your tone. Your stature. Your power. Your beauty, fragility and heft. They're bereft at the sight of you. Lost in the sound of you. Bravo, Luciano.

Look at me You'll see Pavarotti You'll see Sinatra

You'll see Elvis Just look at me. Listen to me. Woe Woe is I.

For who is out there in the dark tonight? Who carries a torch or even a spark for the third baritone from the left?

4. Thank You

Oh, boy, How I thought I was in big big trouble when you poked out your head and said you'd heard my big big voice echo echo down the long long locker hall.

But oh boy, But then instead I heard you say, "Woe, Girl I hear an alto, clear as day, in your big big voice

Woe,Girl I hear an alto in your big, big, great big beautiful voice

I didn't know I never knew

I didn't have any idea What an alto ever was.

Never seen, I'd never heard Any word that sounded like that before. But I did know that I had never known a person who heard me.

Who heard my big big voice and said it was beautiful. Didn't ignore, or yell, or just tell me to "Just quiet the hell on down."

I knew I'd never known any person any person like you.

So I followed you, an alto, into your chorus room.

And I thank you. Yes, I thank you. You've done more than you can know.

I thank you, Sister Anastasia

With all my voice

God love you, Dr. Wilbonsky You gave me my song. So thank you, Mr. Buchanan

With all my heart

I love you, Mrs. Kuzmenko

You gave me my start.

Thank you, Gene

Thank you, Manny

Thank you, Al

You were more than a mentor. More than a pal. When my going got rough, Somehow you made it okay. You are the reason I'm standing here singing today

Thank you Mr. Weinstein, Mr. Moonan, Mrs Batson, Dr. Howard, Mr. Raymond, Brother Richard, Maribel Invernon, Mr. Ondrick, Paula Birnan, Florence Waller, Zdenek Macal, Lois Heller, Mrs. Huffman, Uncle Charlie, Dr. Pinter, Herr Direktor, Mr. Hebble, Ethel, David, Mr. Mendelson, Sr. Daniel, Franco Renzulo, Debbie, Roddy, Mrs. Godfrey, Barry Manilow, Eric, Wolfie, Mr. Raymond, Mike, Grif, Anne, Fred, Dad.

I thank Professor Ron Nelson and Mrs. Mulloy Because of what you have taught me, I'll always know joy. Thank you, Frank Thank you, Cantor

Mr. G You gave the passion of this whole world to me Who knows where my life would be without my song.

5. As One

When I hear my voice, I hear a song. When I hear my voice, I hear a melody. But when we sing together, Sing as one, I swear I hear inside my soul. When I hear my voice, I hear a tenor.

When I hear my voice, I hear a bass. Soprano. Alto. I am a bass.

But when we sing together, Sing as one, I swear I hear inside my soul.

Come with me. I'll take you back where we started. Come and play where we were young. Come.

Run with me, I've found a path to that garden where we would slay dragons with our song.

When I hear my voice, I hear a song. When I hear my voice,

I hear a melody. But when we sing together, Sing as one, I swear I hear inside my soul. You are my miracle, my one and only. I'd be so lonely if you were to go. You are my miracle, my sweet companion. I love you more than you will ever know.

1. Sweet Companion

2. Parlor Memories

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