Mr. Perfect: A J Ko Song

Mr. Perfect

By J Ko

Written 30 June 2013

Verse:

I’ve always dreamed of the perfect man

About 6 feet tall

Blonde hair, boundless blue eyes

Athletic stature

Any girl’s dream

A little bit of Southern comfort

A heart full of compassion and love

But mainly a Godly man

Who can stand

This crazy dream!

 

Chorus:
But sadly that whole vision

Disappeared some time ago

When I met a man

Should I say a boy

Who met all my criteria

Had my heart

Made me feel on top of the world

Turned out to not be so perfect

Deep down in his heart and soul

He still needed work

For he was too far gone

And it only too me

The first 24 years of my life

To figure it all out

That perfect didn’t exist

Yeah perfect didn’t exist

So I just throw that list away

And forgot about trying to wait for

Mr. Perfect

Verse:

Now that I’m 25

I feel free as a bird

Trying to just live  

Not worry about Mr. Perfect

Thinkin about him

How we’ll have our happily ever after

Rootin’ for each other

Being each other’s best friend

 

Chorus

Verse:

I use to wonder

What it’d be like

To find a future coach or doctor

To sweep me off my feet

Spend our time

Discussing books, life sports, music

And about our devotion to God

As walk along the shores in the sunset

Mostly finding I’m falling’ more in love

With a man

Who love God more than I do

But now it’s a hazy vision

Truth is

 

Chorus

Verse:

Will one day

The man God’s plan

Be better than the one

I use to dream of

We’ll just have to

Wait and see

If throwing a list away

Was the best thing to do

Lord please help me

Chorus

Verse:

So this crazy dreamer

Is going about her ways

Seeing the world

Touching lives

Making a difference

And seeing if

Maybe one day she’ll

Have someone to share it all with .

But for now

This is the way

Oh yeah.. this is the way

It has to be

Chorus x 2

 

 

Dancin' to Matlida's Waltz: A J Ko Song

Dancin' to Matilda’s Waltz

By: J. Ko

Finalized 29 Jun 2013 Began, 10 Jun 2013

 

There she stood, swaying to Matilda’s waltz.

A part of her wondered

what it would be like to sing with the singer that night.

Then she says

“I know god has a my road mapped out for me and

Maybe my voice isn’t meant to

 Be heard this way. Oh no.

It’s not meant to be heard on a public stage.”

 

C

She sighs and prays while swaying to the beat of Matilda’s waltz

 'God just show me your will for me & I’ll go yes papa.

I’ve served you all my life so far
Could you show me where I’m supposed to go
On this Broken road I’ve been travelling on.

I know it’s blessed and full of hope and love

Yet a part of me believes I’ll never have my chance

To be out there on the dance floor

Smilin’ away, Dancin’ away, with no worries
To Matlida’s Waltz

 

As the band played on

She could only dream

1 day her prince would find her

 Ask her to dance

 When their eyes met

He’d know she was the he was meant to be with

The one he was praying for all his life.

They danced as Matilda’s melody played on

Seemin as only them & god existed. What a moment.

Yeah what a moment it’d be

 

C

 

 She just smiled.

Maybe he was just an illusion a dream a bittersweet thought.

God needed to give her clarity.

She wanted to see parts of the world.

Who knows maybe change it

one song or by touching one child’s life at a time.

How could she have it all?

The world still knew little about her.

Papa a little help, please.

 

C

 

As she saw people dancing around her, she gazed in wonderment.

Someday soon she hoped,

She be hearing this waltz play.

While her parents danced in delight,

The room filled with mystic and  passion,

Laughter expressed

 She & God’s charming gettin to explore

A not so broken road.

 Explorin the world and touchin lives.

Erasin the marks of the past.

As she closed her eyes

 

c.

 

So maybe this is all a fairytale but a girl can dream

Praying to God on ride back to the city

I was on my train ride from Kingsgrove to Central station today, coming back from training and I was inspired to write this.  Enjoy

There she sits. Staring out at the tracks waiting for train. All she =

do is pray, pray  to god about how her heart is on fire yet shattering into a 1000 tiny pieces. She knows shes doing his work & feels blessed but her emotions  are in a fury. Sometimes the 1 person she can open up to without remorse seem silenced. She doesnt understand. She isn't afraid. She just needs honesty. She needs consistency. No tricks

 or lies. She knows her own heart, strengths, and passions. God she needed clarity. None of this made sense to her. This wasnt her. What was with her. She could see the lights of the train in the distance. Time to stop worrying. She got on board. Found her seat & turn on her the ipod. Panania bound. Time to put on her game face. She closed her eyes. Shut off her emotions. And no matter how hard she prayed he'd

ever come to his sense. She embraced the 40 min ride. She got of the

train thanked god and was  ready to work. Each day  is a gift.

Thousands of Miles from Home: A J Ko Song

Wrote June 10, 2013

Thousands of miles from home

She stares out the window

Of the train taking her from the country to the city

She constantly wonders

How she could have ended up

At a place she feels at home

Chorus:

She’s praying to God

Thanking him

For the life she’s been giving

Letting her see her dreams come true

Bring her back to a place she could be herself

Not worry about things or

Feel the world judging her

Or the other anxieties of life

Still deep down she’s praying even deeper

For some clarity and not thinking about

Who she left behind

 

It’s been a few days

Since she’s heard from

Still she doesn’t even know

How he feels about her

She’s tired not being able to express herself

Letting him know what’s on her heart

Telling him how he makes her feel

All she wants to tell him

Is she just needs his support, friendship, and understanding

None of this is about something more

But what does it matter

Talking to him is like talking to a wall

But

(Chorus)

She sits back in her sit

Riding along listen to her iPod

Trying to not cry

Watching the fellow passengers

Board the trains, read the paper, or mess with technical gadgets

She hopes none of them notice the tears in her eyes

She tries not to cry or find something to break

She wanted to try not forget about the time out of the city

(Chorus)

The time she spent out in the city

Made her forget about him

Made her forget about the fury of city life

And about the worries that often bother in the office

Sometimes though

She found herself a little homesick

But know her family was a call a way

And she put her faith in God

Yet

(Chorus)

Not matter what she did

She couldn’t seem to get that man

Who had baffled her heart

Off her mind

As her train neared Central Station

If only God could show her his plan

Show her how it didn’t make sense

How it could be great one moment

Then extremely distant the next

All she wanted to do was sleep at night

God please help her she begged

“Central Station” the conductor said

There was nothing else she could do

Still

Chorus