I stick with real things, Usually facts and figures. When information's in its place, I minimize the guessing game. Guess what? I don't like guessing games. Or when I feel things, Before I know the feelings. How am I supposed to operate, If I'm just tossed around by fate? Like on an unexpected date? The stranger who might talk too fast, Or ask me questions about myself, Before I've decided that, He can ask me questions about myself. He might sit too close. Or call the waiter by his first name, Or eat Oreos, But eat the cookie before the cream? But what scares me the most, what scares me the most, Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then? If when he knows me, he's only disappointed? What if I give myself away, to only get it given back? I couldn't live with that. So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind. This way I get the best view. So, when he sees me, I want him to. I'm not defensive. I'm simply being cautious. I can't risk reckless dating, Due to my miscalculating. While a certain suitor stands in line, I've seen in movies, Most made for television, You cannot be too careful, When it comes to sharing your life. I could end up a miserable wife. He could be criminal, some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution, somewhere where they don't have girls. He could have masterminded some way to find me. He could be colorblind. How untrustworthy is that. He could be less than kind. Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes. And make me laugh, come out of hiding. What do I do with that? Oh, God. What if when he sees me, I like him and he knows it? What if he opens up a door, And I can't close it? What happens then? If when he holds me, My heart is set in motion, I'm not prepared for that. I'm scared of breaking open. But still I can't help from hoping, To find someone to talk to, Who likes the way I am. Someone who when he sees me, Wants to again.
I stick with real things, Usually facts and figures. When information's in its place, I minimize the guessing game. Guess what? I don't like guessing games. Or when I feel things, Before I know the feelings. How am I supposed to operate, If I'm just tossed around by fate? Like on an unexpected date? The stranger who might talk too fast, Or ask me questions about myself, Before I've decided that, He can ask me questions about myself. He might sit too close. Or call the waiter by his first name, Or eat Oreos, But eat the cookie before the cream? But what scares me the most, what scares me the most, Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it? What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it? What happens then? If when he knows me, he's only disappointed? What if I give myself away, to only get it given back? I couldn't live with that. So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind. This way I get the best view. So, when he sees me, I want him to. I'm not defensive. I'm simply being cautious. I can't risk reckless dating, Due to my miscalculating. While a certain suitor stands in line, I've seen in movies, Most made for television, You cannot be too careful, When it comes to sharing your life. I could end up a miserable wife. He could be criminal, some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution, somewhere where they don't have girls. He could have masterminded some way to find me. He could be colorblind. How untrustworthy is that. He could be less than kind. Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes. And make me laugh, come out of hiding. What do I do with that? Oh, God. What if when he sees me, I like him and he knows it? What if he opens up a door, And I can't close it? What happens then? If when he holds me, My heart is set in motion, I'm not prepared for that. I'm scared of breaking open. But still I can't help from hoping, To find someone to talk to, Who likes the way I am. Someone who when he sees me, Wants to again.
Soy objetiva Numeros y factores Cuando la informacion esta en su lugar no adivinar Adivinen que? No me gusta adivinar o sentir cosas Antes de saber que siento Que se supone debo hacer Si solo me siento a esperar podria terminar con el Un extraño que hable muy veloz O me pregunte sobre mi antes de aceptarlo y Quiza me cuestione y siente muy cerca de mi Llamar al mesero por su nombre O comer Oreos Pero la galleta primero que mal Lo que asusta mas Lo que asusta mas Es que cuando el me vea Que tal si no le gusto Que tal si corre lejos y me duele tanto Que pasa si Si me conoce Solo se decepciona Que si me entrego a el y el no me acepta me rechazara No lo soportaria Asi estoy bien en mi caparazon Asi no me lastiman Y cuando el me vea Yo lo querré -Amiga no crees que estás siendo un poquito... No soy paranoica! Solo soy cuidadosa No me puedo arriesgar a salir sin saber Con quien será Hay mucha gente afuera Como en el cine Llega alguien tan divino No puedes ser descuidada Menos Cuando se trata de ti Podria terminar siendo así Lo siento amiga pero podria ser criminal Un psicopata que escapó del hospital de locos Donde mujeres no hay Pudo armar un plan para encontrarme Podria ser daltonico Que poco confiable es eso Podria ser villano O peor aun podria ser tan lindo Mirarme a mi Hacerme reir Salir de mi Luego que hago yo Y si cuando el me vea Me gusta y el lo sabe Que si abre la puerta y no la cierro, oh dios Que pasa si Cuando me abrace Mi corazon estalla No estoy preparada Para eso aun no Y aun asi eso espero Encontrar alguien que me ame Que le guste quien soy Alguien que cuando me vea Quiera otra vez
hey, I know somebody already asked, but could you please do Never Ever Getting Rid Of Me? I'm trying to translate this song, and I love your piano accompaniments, it would be very helpful if I had the one for Never Ever. thank you in advance (:
Does anyone know if there`s an alternative lyric for: ``But he could be criminal, some sort of psychopath who escaped from an institution, somewhere where they don't have girls. He could have masterminded some way to find me. `` I love this song but I have personal reasons why I really don`t want to sing that. Thanks!
But he could be difficult, some sort of psychopath who loves all the Earth, only ever goes to all those vegan shops. He could have 21 cats and lives with mommy I hope this is slightly better for you, it's not the best but I'm not a lyricist :) Sorry to offend anyone who is vegan by the way in my head I can imagine Dawn saying something like that.
The key jumps around. The "I stick with real things" is in A flat, then the "stranger who might talk too fast" bit is in D flat major, while the choruses are in B flat major. Hope that helps!
I love this instrumental, it just reflects Dawn's personnality, so shaky and sweet :')
Thank you so much for this omg
I stick with real things,
Usually facts and figures.
When information's in its place,
I minimize the guessing game.
Guess what?
I don't like guessing games.
Or when I feel things,
Before I know the feelings.
How am I supposed to operate,
If I'm just tossed around by fate?
Like on an unexpected date?
The stranger who might talk too fast,
Or ask me questions about myself,
Before I've decided that,
He can ask me questions about myself.
He might sit too close.
Or call the waiter by his first name,
Or eat Oreos,
But eat the cookie before the cream?
But what scares me the most,
what scares me the most,
Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it?
What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?
What happens then?
If when he knows me, he's only disappointed?
What if I give myself away, to only get it given back?
I couldn't live with that.
So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind.
This way I get the best view.
So, when he sees me, I want him to.
I'm not defensive.
I'm simply being cautious.
I can't risk reckless dating,
Due to my miscalculating.
While a certain suitor stands in line,
I've seen in movies,
Most made for television,
You cannot be too careful,
When it comes to sharing your life.
I could end up a miserable wife.
He could be criminal, some sort of psychopath
who escaped from an institution,
somewhere where they don't have girls.
He could have masterminded some way to find me.
He could be colorblind.
How untrustworthy is that.
He could be less than kind.
Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes.
And make me laugh, come out of hiding.
What do I do with that?
Oh, God.
What if when he sees me,
I like him and he knows it?
What if he opens up a door,
And I can't close it?
What happens then?
If when he holds me,
My heart is set in motion,
I'm not prepared for that.
I'm scared of breaking open.
But still I can't help from hoping,
To find someone to talk to,
Who likes the way I am.
Someone who when he sees me,
Wants to again.
...It's already in the description
Thank you for posting! I used this for a cover 😊🙏
I used this for audition and got in!
I stick with real things,
Usually facts and figures.
When information's in its place,
I minimize the guessing game.
Guess what?
I don't like guessing games.
Or when I feel things,
Before I know the feelings.
How am I supposed to operate,
If I'm just tossed around by fate?
Like on an unexpected date?
The stranger who might talk too fast,
Or ask me questions about myself,
Before I've decided that,
He can ask me questions about myself.
He might sit too close.
Or call the waiter by his first name,
Or eat Oreos,
But eat the cookie before the cream?
But what scares me the most,
what scares me the most,
Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it?
What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?
What happens then?
If when he knows me, he's only disappointed?
What if I give myself away, to only get it given back?
I couldn't live with that.
So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind.
This way I get the best view.
So, when he sees me, I want him to.
I'm not defensive.
I'm simply being cautious.
I can't risk reckless dating,
Due to my miscalculating.
While a certain suitor stands in line,
I've seen in movies,
Most made for television,
You cannot be too careful,
When it comes to sharing your life.
I could end up a miserable wife.
He could be criminal, some sort of psychopath
who escaped from an institution,
somewhere where they don't have girls.
He could have masterminded some way to find me.
He could be colorblind.
How untrustworthy is that.
He could be less than kind.
Or even worse he could be very nice, have lovely eyes.
And make me laugh, come out of hiding.
What do I do with that?
Oh, God.
What if when he sees me,
I like him and he knows it?
What if he opens up a door,
And I can't close it?
What happens then?
If when he holds me,
My heart is set in motion,
I'm not prepared for that.
I'm scared of breaking open.
But still I can't help from hoping,
To find someone to talk to,
Who likes the way I am.
Someone who when he sees me,
Wants to again.
kat heck
hey guess what!
it's in the description
kat heck c
This is great but why is the ending so long? Its much longer than the track on the original cast recording
Important question.. do you ship lapidot?"
MonkeyMooMolly i love pickles ew
Yeah... I was like "agaaaaaain" and my voice just disappeared
@@DudaStabille i went agaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa *gasp* aaaaaaain!
I heard something about lapidot?
thank you so much for sharing this! !
finally a song I can play lol
Could you do Never Ever Getting Rid of Me? I want to do it for competition and I would love it if you did it! 💙
Hey, people using wanting to use this backtrack, I'm pretty sure you can use it as long as you give credit :)
Can you do "Soft Place To Land" please?!
Soy objetiva
Numeros y factores
Cuando la informacion esta en su lugar
no adivinar
Adivinen que?
No me gusta adivinar
o sentir cosas
Antes de saber que siento
Que se supone debo hacer
Si solo me siento a esperar
podria terminar con el
Un extraño que hable muy veloz
O me pregunte sobre mi antes de aceptarlo y
Quiza me cuestione y siente muy cerca de mi
Llamar al mesero por su nombre
O comer Oreos
Pero la galleta primero que mal
Lo que asusta mas
Lo que asusta mas
Es que cuando el me vea
Que tal si no le gusto
Que tal si corre lejos y me duele tanto
Que pasa si
Si me conoce
Solo se decepciona
Que si me entrego a el y el no me acepta me rechazara
No lo soportaria
Asi estoy bien en mi caparazon
Asi no me lastiman
Y cuando el me vea
Yo lo querré
-Amiga no crees que estás siendo un poquito...
No soy paranoica! Solo soy cuidadosa
No me puedo arriesgar a salir sin saber
Con quien será
Hay mucha gente afuera
Como en el cine
Llega alguien tan divino
No puedes ser descuidada
Menos Cuando se trata de ti
Podria terminar siendo así
Lo siento amiga pero podria ser criminal
Un psicopata que escapó del hospital de locos
Donde mujeres no hay
Pudo armar un plan para encontrarme
Podria ser daltonico
Que poco confiable es eso
Podria ser villano
O peor aun podria ser tan lindo
Mirarme a mi
Hacerme reir
Salir de mi
Luego que hago yo
Y si cuando el me vea
Me gusta y el lo sabe
Que si abre la puerta y no la cierro, oh dios
Que pasa si
Cuando me abrace
Mi corazon estalla
No estoy preparada
Para eso aun no
Y aun asi eso espero
Encontrar alguien que me ame
Que le guste quien soy
Alguien que cuando me vea
Quiera otra vez
Revisa la metrica y la acentuación porque hay cosas que no entrarían en la partitura (va con amor, por favor no te lo tomes a mal)
Can you do What's Inside? Not the Sara version though
hey, I know somebody already asked, but could you please do Never Ever Getting Rid Of Me? I'm trying to translate this song, and I love your piano accompaniments, it would be very helpful if I had the one for Never Ever. thank you in advance (:
nice piano---- world of gee
Oh brother this is tough to sing but practice makes perfect
Can you do "I love you like a table" piano backing next?
Is there anyway you can email me a copy of this or is it online somewhere I can put it on a Cd???
Please please please do one for Door Number Three! I love these!
Is it alright if I use this for a performance? :)
Can you make one for what’s inside?
Does anyone know if there`s an alternative lyric for:
``But he could be criminal, some sort of psychopath
who escaped from an institution,
somewhere where they don't have girls.
He could have masterminded some way to find me.
``
I love this song but I have personal reasons why I really don`t want to sing that. Thanks!
But he could be difficult, some sort of psychopath who loves all the Earth, only ever goes to all those vegan shops.
He could have 21 cats and lives with mommy
I hope this is slightly better for you, it's not the best but I'm not a lyricist :) Sorry to offend anyone who is vegan by the way in my head I can imagine Dawn saying something like that.
@@meganheyburn4026 thank you so much! This is helpful 😊
oh please do bad idea!!
May I please use this in a cover? I'd give full credit to you for the track, of course. Thanks for your time :)
1:42
Can I use this for a cover on my channel? full credit of course
0:21 - 1:10
What key is this piano backing in?
Shayna Lee i believe it's in two keys but i'm not sure which!! maybe d flat is one of them???
The key jumps around. The "I stick with real things" is in A flat, then the "stranger who might talk too fast" bit is in D flat major, while the choruses are in B flat major. Hope that helps!
1:44 (Sorry, that's just a marker for me.)
Hi there, am I okay to please use this for a performance?
Can I use this in a cover? Of course you get full credit, thanks so much!
Go for it :)
howd you download it?
Stick Taffy you probably have it downloaded by now but there is a website called keepvid that lets you save youtube videos
Mary Condon O Connor a
May I use this? :)
Hey could I use this for a cover on my channel...I'll credit u of course
Is this from the Waitress songbook?
May I use this for a cover?
Does anyone know where I can find a tutorial for this? Trying to sing and play for my talent show next month. Thank you in advance!
Why is the ending held so long omg
Still rly good tho lmao
Can you do she used to be mine?
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1:39
0:53
1:37
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