"The Trouble With You," A LOVE SONG

VERSE:

I knew I was in trouble the moment I met you.

I knew I was in trouble the first time we kissed.

I knew I was in trouble the instant you touched me.

I’ve never been in trouble, in trouble like this.

 

CHORUS:

But the trouble with you is so much better,

Than the trouble I’d have without you.

Yeah, the trouble with you is that you love me,

And I could never doubt you.

 

VERSE:

I knew I was in trouble when I heard you singing.

I knew I was in trouble when I heard you speak.

I knew I was in trouble when I heard you whisper.

I’ve never been in trouble, in trouble so deep.

 

CHORUS:

But the trouble with you is so much better,

Than the trouble I’d have without you.

Yeah, the trouble with you is that you love me,

And I could never doubt you.

 

BRIDGE:

You make so anxious that I can hardly breathe. 

I’m worried about you until I’m weak in the knees.

 

VERSE:

I knew I was in trouble when I dreamed about you.

I knew I was in trouble when I dreamed again. 

I knew I was in trouble when you finally found me.

I’ve never been in trouble, in trouble intense. 

 

CHORUS:

But the trouble with you is so much better,

Than the trouble I’d have without you.

Yeah, the trouble with you is that you love me,

And I could never doubt you.

 

TAG:

I knew I was in trouble . . . the trouble with you.

I knew I was in trouble . . . the trouble with you.

 

Copyright 2026 Jennifer Waters

"Blue Man," A FOLK SONG

VERSE:                                               

His eyes are like the ocean.

His face is like the sea.

His body is like a river.

He's drifting through the life, 

He's been given.

CHORUS:                                           

The blue man stands on the corner,

Holding his broken heart.

Waiting for someone to love him,

So, he doesn't have to be blue anymore.

VERSE:                                               

People pass him by,

Scared of his sapphire skin.

Although they see his pain,

They turn and look,

The other way.

CHORUS:                                           

The blue man stands on the corner,

Holding his broken heart.

Waiting for someone to love him,

So, he doesn't have to be blue anymore.

BRIDGE:                                            

Somebody look into his soul,

Beneath his melancholy color.

A human being exists like no other.

CHORUS:                                           

The blue man stands on the corner,

Holding his broken heart.

Waiting for someone to love him,

So, he doesn't have to be blue anymore.

TAG:

So, he doesn’t have to be blue anymore.

So, he doesn’t have to be blue anymore.

 

Copyright 2026 Jennifer Waters

"Wings of a Butterfly," A GOSPEL SONG

VERSE:

Samantha stopped breathing today. 

Her heart stopped beating and she went away. 

Her momma is left without words, 

Shocked by the loss of her sweet little girl. 

 

PRE-CHORUS:

The world feels so dark when somebody dies. 

We search for the light with tears in our eyes. 

 

CHORUS:

But with gossamer beauty God’s love arrives.

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly.

 

VERSE:

The church family said their goodbyes,

With stories and prayers and one last surprise.

A butterfly flew through the door.

Perched on momma’s finger, and ready to soar.

 

PRE-CHORUS:

The world feels so dark when somebody dies. 

We search for the light with tears in our eyes. 

 

CHORUS:

But with gossamer beauty God’s love arrives.

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly.

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly.

 

BRIDGE:

Sweet Jesus, she’ll dance at your feet,

With butterflies to greet her in heaven.

 

CHORUS:

With gossamer beauty God’s love arrives.

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly.

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly.

 

TAG:

Mercy came on the wings of a butterfly.

Mercy comes on the wings of a butterfly.

 

July 29, 2009

Copyright 2009 Michelle Thompson, John Thompson, and Jen Waters

"Under the Mercy," A GOSPEL SONG

VERSE:

A channel of grace is

Streaming down from heaven.

A pathway of love,

Of guidance and protection.

 

CHORUS:                   

Live under the mercy.

Die under the mercy.

When you sit, when you rise,

When you laugh, when you cry,

Let it be under the mercy. 

 

VERSE:                       

There are many roads,

Across this barren earth,

But only one way,

Of blessing and rebirth.

 

CHORUS:                   

Live under the mercy.

Die under the mercy.

When you sit, when you rise,

When you laugh, when you cry,

Let it be under the mercy. 

 

BRIDGE:                    

Safe passage at the crossings,

A transit for the lost ones.

 

CHORUS:                   

Live under the mercy.

Die under the mercy.

When you sit, when you rise,

When you laugh, when you cry,

Let it be under the mercy. 

 

VAMP:                                    

Under the mercy, under the mercy,

Under the mercy, the mercy of God.

 

Copyright 2008 Jennifer Waters

  

"When I Get to Heaven," A GOSPEL SONG, dedicated to Mattie J.T. Stepanek, author of LOVING THROUGH HEARTSONGS

CHORUS:

When I get to heaven, 

I’ll grow wings and fly.

I’ll be alive for the very first time.

When I get to heaven,

I’ll stand up and sing.

I’ll be everything I never was,

Everything I long to be,

When I get to heaven.

 

VERSE:

I’ll hit the home run that I missed as a kid.

Then, I’ll dance with the girl of my dreams.

I’ll be the first one to say: “I love you,”

And live off of Cookies ‘N’ Cream

 

PRE-CHORUS:

If I live another day on planet earth,

I’ll be glad for the time I have left.

As I plan my days away,

I know my time is almost spent.

 

CHORUS:

When I get to heaven, 

I’ll grow wings and fly.

I’ll be alive for the very first time.

When I get to heaven,

I’ll stand up and sing.

I’ll be everything I never was,

Everything I long to be,

When I get to heaven.

 

VERSE:

I’ll run through the fields with the wind at my back,

And I’ll climb the old Sycamore tree.

I’ll be a good dad with five great kids,

And each one of them looks just like me.

 

PRE-CHORUS:

I’ll be waiting for you to finally come home,

And we’ll catch up right where we left off.

Then, I’ll show you all around,

And I’ll stand with you in awe.

 

CHORUS:

When I get to heaven, 

I’ll grow wings and fly.

I’ll be alive for the very first time.

When I get to heaven,

I’ll stand up and sing.

I’ll be everything I never was,

Everything I long to be,

When I get to heaven.

 

BRIDGE:

I always knew eternity existed.

It’s all that I’ve been missing.

 

CHORUS:

When I get to heaven, 

I’ll grow wings and fly.

I’ll be alive for the very first time.

When I get to heaven,

I’ll stand up and sing,

I’ll be everything I never was,

And everything I long to be,

When I get to heaven.

 

Copyright 2015 Jennifer Waters

 

Dedicated to Mattie J.T. Stepanek, author of "Loving Through Heartsongs."

He went to heaven on June 22, 2004, and told me he was going to fly, not walk, when he got there. 

"The Angel That Troubled the Waters," A GOSPEL SONG

VERSE:                                     

I had been waiting, 

For healing to come.

Anticipating that,  

One day I'd know love.

Then you stirred my soul,

Like currents in the ocean.

CHORUS:                                  

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters.

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters.

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters, 

For me, for me.

VERSE:                                     

You became the balm,

On the wounds of my life.

You redeemed my scars,

And restored my sight.

You were the remedy,

For my ailing heartbeat.

CHORUS:                                  

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters.

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters.

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters, 

For me, for me.

BRIDGE:                                   

Once I thought your existence,

Was a childlike wish.

Now I know salvation, 

Is more than a myth.

CHORUS:                                  

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters.

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters.

You're the angel, 

That troubled the waters, 

For me, for me.

REPEAT CHORUS

 

VAMP:                                      

I had been waiting for healing to come,

For healing to come, for healing to come.

Ooo.

Copyright 2006 Jennifer Waters

 

(Inspired by the play THE ANGEL THAT TROUBLED THE WATERS by Thornton Wilder) 

"The Eight Ball," A COUNTRY SONG

VERSE:                                     

If it’s a game we’re playing,

Then you better know the rules.

Oh, you can’t pull a fast one,

‘Cause I’ve got too many moves.

I’m coming at an angle,

That you cannot escape.

I have a firm position.

I’m thinking that it’s fate.

 

CHORUS:                                  

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

You’re cornered; you’re through.

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

I’ve got my eyes on you.

 

VERSE:                                     

Watch me put it in the pocket.

Don’t want to lose my turn.

I’ve lost my share of matches,

And I have finally learned,

That nobody and nothing,

Is standing in my way.

Forget the other players.

I’m chasing them away.

 

CHORUS:                                  

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

You’re cornered; you’re through.

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

I’ve got my eyes on you.

 

SECOND CHORUS:                    

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

You’re finished; it’s true.

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

You helped me find my groove.

 

BRIDGE:                                   

Don’t want you as a trophy.

I’ll take you as my prize.

The honor of a lifetime,

To win your love as mine.

 

CHORUS:                                  

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

You’re cornered; you’re through.

Baby’ you’re behind the eight ball.

I’ve got my eyes on you.

 

SECOND CHORUS:                    

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

You’re finished; it’s true.

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

I'm so in love with you.

 

TAG:                                         

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

Baby, you’re behind the eight ball.

 

Copyright 2009 Jennifer Waters