My favorite Sara Bareilles songs

Sara Beth Bareilles, born December 7, 1979, is an American singer-songwriter and actress. She achieved mainstream success in 2007 with the hit single “(I’m Not Gonna Write You A) Love Song,” which reached number four on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

Bareilles has sold over one million albums and over nine million singles/downloads in the United States alone and has earned six Grammy Award nominations, including one Album of the Year nomination for her album The Blessed Unrest. 

In the third season of NBC’s The Sing-Off, Bareilles was a celebrity judge alongside Ben Folds and Shawn Stockman. In February 2012, VH1 placed Bareilles in the 80th spot of the Top 100 Greatest Women in Music.

Her memoir, Sounds Like Me: My Life (So Far) in Song, was published in 2015 and was listed by The New York Times as a best-seller.

She composed music and wrote lyrics for the Broadway musical Waitress, for which she earned a Tony Award nomination for Best Original Score in 2016 and a Grammy nomination for Best Musical Theatre Album. She took her final bow as Jenna Hunterson on June 11th, 2017.

“Islands”

Waiting for the bus stop

Waiting for the concrete black top to settle down

Long enough for me to get off and get a little ground

I’m ready for the sea change

Helpless felt this coming from a mile away

And now you’re looking at me babe, and how we’ll separate if we can

Cause I still count on one hand the number of good men I know
It’s like I’m standing on the edge with just a telephone wire

Trying to get to you first to say the world’s on fire

Holding my breath until I know you’re alright

Because the water will only rise

When will you realize

You must become an island

You must become an island

You must become an island

And see for yourself that’s what I am
You always dirty up the windows

If you keep ’em at bay that way no one’s gonna surprise you by getting too close

Anybody but me though

You’ve made exceptions to your rules

And now we’re staring down truth neither one of us wants to know
It’s like I’m standing on the edge with just a telephone wire

Trying to get to you first to say the world’s on fire

Holding my breath until I know you’re alright

Because the water will only rise

When will you realize

You must become an island

You must become an island

You must become an island

And see for yourself the horizon is all we have

And see for yourself the horizon is all we have
Holding my breath until I know you’re alright

Because the water will only rise…

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“Little Black Dress”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XPOin-5tAns

Okay, I can see it now it’s all the same thing

Just different wrapping around it

No need to soften your words, they’re still gonna hurt

So don’t pull punches

I tried to be everything you’d ever want

And sometimes I even stood on my heart and stomped

Now I’m finally alone and dressed for the show

But going nowhere

They don’t need to see me crying
I’ll get my little black dress on

And if I put on my favorite song

I’m gonna dance until you’re all gone

I’ll get my little black dress on
You came, lifted me up but then you dropped a hurricane

Now I’m fighting to find the ground again, to steady my feet

Get up off my knees and just remember

That I am more than just somebody’s puppet

I can find the cord and then I’ll cut it

I stand a pretty good chance to dust myself off and dance
I’ll get my little black dress on

And if I put on my favorite song

I’m gonna dance until you’re all gone

I’ll get my little black dress on

I got my little black dress on

And if I tell myself that nothing’s wrong

This doesn’t have to be a sad song

Not with my little black dress on
It’s time to connect the dots and draw a different picture up

And paint it with the colors of everything I ever was

Return to the scene of the crime, the day I let the music die

And rewrite the final lines cause this time I
I’ll get my little black dress on

And if I put on my favorite song

I’m gonna dance until you’re all gone

I’ll get my little black dress on

I got my little black dress on

And if I tell myself that nothing’s wrong

This doesn’t have to be a sad song

Not with my little black dress on

“Manhattan”