WHY CAN'T I FIND MYSELF A GIRLWritten & Composed By Michael WoodheadCopyright 1969, 2021

WHY CAN'T I FIND MYSELF A GIRL Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead Copyright © 1969, 2021

I wonder where you've gone to now You're not around at home I think I'd better go inside And find out where you roam Why can't I find myself a girl Why must I wander o'er the world You've gone away today And left me here to stay Why can't I find myself a girl

[Musical Verse] Why can't I find myself a girl

I wander through the green-grassed hills To places far away I always think about you, dear Today and every day Why can't I find myself a girl Why do I watch the seas unfurl I need your love so bad You left my heart unclad Why can't I find myself a girl

REFLECTIONS Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead Copyright © 1968, 2021

I heard on the news Of someone's views On the abuse Of love Pure love

I saw on TV Someone would be Lost out at sea And drowned Ne'er found

Isn't it funny (They stand around) What they all say (Without a sound) Isn't it funny (They watch them die) Everyday (And do not cry)

I heard of a war Where someone swore He'd learn the score He lied He died

Then, I knew at last What made the Past Ever so fast So late No Fate

Isn't it funny (Such apathy) What they all say (I just can't see) Isn't it funny (You'd think they'd go) Every— (No!)

[Musical Interlude]

I heard of a tale in which the whole world turned to gray I heard of a story and I want to hear it say That the whole world is a place where in peace Man dwells Where there is a Heaven as I know there can't be Hell

I know of a place Where no one's face Is a disgrace

So, look at your mind What do you find Child of Mankind

SILVER VIRGIN Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead Copyright © 1971, 2021

None may touch my silver skin None may go where I go in None may touch the Silver Virgin

Ne'er do I commit a sin Nor do I have next of kin None may touch the Silver Virgin

Many Questmen tried to win Hide the tears, now you must grin You have won the Silver Virgin

None need try to win my love Love comes only from above Love's itself—the Silver Virgin

—From the Science Fiction Musical Quest for the Silver Virgin By Michael Woodhead—

I WANT MORE OF YOU, JESUS Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead Copyright © 1976, 2021

I want more of You, Jesus I want more of Your love I want more of the Spirit Sent from the Father above Thank You for giving me freedom Thank You for saving my soul Thank You for cleansing my sins, Lord Yes, I thank You for making me whole (Ah-ah, Ah-ah)

I want more of You, Jesus More of that Holy Ghost power I need a new, fresh anointing Right in this moment, this hour Thank You for dying for me, Lord I will rejoice from my heart Thank You for Your Holy Word, Lord Yes, I thank You for giving me part (Ah-ah, Ah-ah)

I want more of You, Jesus I want the faith to believe How I can move mighty mountains And major struggles relieve I want more of You, Jesus I want more of Your love I want You, Holy Spirit Yes, I just want Your love from above (Ah-ah, Ah-ah)

WISDOM Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead Copyright © 1988, 2021

Alone, I walked through the dark of night No one to be near me, or to give me a Light Then, through the shadows, she came to me Showed me the pathway so bright

Never before had I seen this Way She turned the night into brightest day Onward I pressed, and held her hand in mine Soon, all my fears to allay

Her name is Wisdom, sent from above Her name is Wisdom, born from the Spirit of Love I won't forsake her, she's the Tree of Life to me Giving riches and honor, pleasure and peace Making my life to increase

Alone, you may walk through a darkened room Looking for the answer to a deepening gloom Then, seek within you, she's there to be found A guide from that labyrinthine tomb

Knock, and the door shall be opened to you Seek, and you will find Ask, and it shall be given to you Out of the depths of your mind

Her name is Wisdom, sent from above Her name is Wisdom, born from the Spirit of Love I won't forsake her, she's the Tree of Life to me Giving riches and honor, pleasure and peace Making my life to increase

RÊVES DEVIENDRONT VRAIS Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead (French version of Dreams Will Come True) Copyright © 1969, 2021

Si vous restez avec moi Vous verrez tôt Que tous vos rêves deviendront vrais

Si vous restez à mon coté Et dites que vous êtes à moi Oui, tous vos rêves deviendront vrais

Les rêves deviendront vrais Si quelqu'un vous aime Les rêves deviendront vrais Si quelqu'un vous soigne

(Two musical verses)

Les rêves deviendront vrais Si quelqu'un vous aime Les rêves deviendront vrais Si quelqu'un vous soigne

Si vous tenez ma main Et portez cet anneau Oui, tous vos rêves deviendront vrais

Si vous restez avec moi Vous verrez tôt Que tous vos rêves deviendront vrais

Les rêves deviendront vrais Si quelqu'un vous aime Les rêves deviendront vrais Si quelqu'un vous soigne