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Where Home Is 
Written by Al Gomes, John Cafferty and Mark Cutler
Performed by John Cafferty and Mark Cutler
The street's become a campground
But let there be no doubt
It's where the homeless dock their fading hopes
The ones who've been cast out
It's where a dime becomes a fortune
But a dime don't buy you much
Yet, people smile, they pass on by
They look, but they do not touch
A home is where the heart is
A home is where it starts
When you're tucked in your warm bed tonight
Say a prayer for those who aren't
Well you know, there's just a thin line
Between the riches and the rags
And even you may someday carry
Everything you own in just one bag
They get plenty of sun, they get fresh air
They get winter when it's cold
You get an alley for a bedroom
You get a blanket made of snow
A home is where the heart is
A home is where it starts
When you're tucked in your warm bed tonight
Say a prayer for those who aren't
They need to have a place to rest
And it can't be a bench or a park
There has to be an end in sight
And a home is where it starts
A home is where the heart is
A home is where it starts
When you're tucked in your warm bed tonight
Say a prayer for those who aren't
A home is where the heart is
A home is where it starts...
John Cafferty: Vocals
Mark Cutler: Vocals, guitar
Phil Greene: Guitar
Thom Enright: Lead slide guitar
Jim Beaupre: Bass
Bob Cotoia: Piano
Bob Giusti: Drums
© Where's My Manners Music (BMI).
All rights reserved.
Surrender to Serenity
Written by Al Gomes, Jim Beaupre, Robyn Cullen and Mike Murnin
Performed by Film At Eleven featuring Jim Beaupre
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
Weary and down from being wired and high
I've turned everyone against me, friends into foes
Love into hate, hello into goodbye
All of the gamblers can now place their bets
On the one who's to blame
Nothing to lose with the dice in my hand
Recovery's the name of the game
I'm ready for the big bow-out
Ready to be understood
Hard work never looked so good
I'm ready to count my blessings
Each one with glory
And regain my diginity
And surrender to serenity
Surrender to serenity
Holding on to this world of my own
And hiding behind this foolish facade
Release is so sweet and long overdue
As I now let go and let God
Peek in my conscience, my vices are gone
Things were not what they seemed
Clean and serene, my heart's filled with pride
This path was once just a dream
I'm ready for the big bow-out
Ready to be understood
Hard work never looked so good
I'm ready to count my blessings
Each one with glory
And regain my diginity
And surrender to serenity
Surrender to serenity
I've searched so long and hard to find
Skeptics can rest assured
It's come full circle, this illness of mine
But now I've come around to be cured
I'm ready for the big bow-out
Ready to be understood
Hard work never looked so good
I'm ready to count my blessings
Each one with glory
And regain my diginity
Surrender to serenity
I'm ready for the big bow-out
Ready to be understood
I'm ready for the big bow-out
Ready to be understood
Surrender to serenity...
Jim Beaupre: Vocals, guitar
Dan Moretti: Alto sax
Bob Giusti: Drums
Tom Soares and Cindy Ballou: Backing vocals
All other instruments arranged and programmed by
Jim Beaupre and Jay Fernandes
© Where's My Manners Music (BMI).
All rights reserved.
A Piece of Our Hearts
Written by Al Gomes, Mark Bram and Jamie Kurtis
Performed by Bandwagon and the Bandwagon Chorus
There's a man in dire need
And the way he starts each day
Is wondering how his life
Couldíve ended up this way
He looks down at his son in pain
But he's too weak to cry
Yet, the tears begin to fall
When his son asks, 'Daddy, why?'
Let's give a piece of our hearts
To keep theirs beating
Letís starve all selfish thoughts
And let's start feeding
Our minds with empathy
Their mouths to set them free
Let's give a piece of our hearts
To keep theirs beating
He stares at the sun and can't decide
If he's glad to see it set
If it's up, it roasts his mind and his bones
And if it's down, it's more like death
How far must their hands reach out?
Should they crack first under the strain?
Should they fall to the ground and fail to move?
Is that a just way to end pain?
Let's give a piece of our hearts
To keep theirs beating
Let's starve all selfish thoughts
And let's start feeding
Our minds with empathy
Their mouths to set them free
Let's give a piece of our hearts
To keep theirs beating
Time is running out
Minutes never meant so much
Why'd it take this long to see?
Are we that much out of touch?
Every day, the hungry move
To another town that's bare
When they arrive, the ones with nothing
Still find a way to share
Without a face of hope in sight
Their compassion never dies
This truth can bring a change of heart
To silence all their cries
Let's give a piece of our hearts
To keep theirs beating
Let's starve all selfish thoughts
And let's start feeding
Our minds with empathy
Their mouths to set them free
Let's give a piece of our hearts
To keep theirs beating...
Lead Vocals (in order of appearance): Jim Beaupre, Steve Smith, Sue Fitz, Bob Hymers, Manny Vincente, Mack Odem and Debra Lilli, Jimmy Winters, Sarah Birdseye, Cathren Dan, Mark Bram, Abdul Mateen, Dana Mauro, Cindy Ballou, Manny Silva, Gail Greenwood, Sean Feeley, Cheryl Wheeler, Al Gomes, Jamie Kurtis, Malaina Stringfield, Jim Beaupre
Backing vocals: Cheryl Wheeler, Jimmy Winters, Mack Odem, Malaina Stringfield, Jim Beaupre, and the Bandwagon Choir
Phil Greene: Acoustic guitar
Jim Beaupre: Electric guitar
All other instruments arranged and programmed by
Jim Beaupre and Jay Fernandes
© Where's My Manners Music (BMI).
All rights reserved.
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