New songs...feedback is good

Hey all,
Those of you who know me...know that it's a huge step for me to say that I am beginning to explore my music again. So....I'm beginning to explore my music again. I've written some songs in the past few weeks. Please browse through. I realize that you won't get the full effect without my amazing pipes backin' it up; nonetheless, give me some opinions. Thanks.

Keeps

I might be mistaken, but I think
I just lost myself
Or perhaps I am just taken,
with you

Baby don't worry
I'm in no hurry

But, if you kiss me like that again
If you kiss me like that again
If you kiss me like that again

Baby I'm yours
Baby I'm yours
For keeps

I must confess, I ain't no
porcelain doll
Don't wear no dress, don't really
dress at all

But all that I am
I'm yours to have

If you kiss me like that again
If you kiss me like that again
If you kiss me like that again

Baby I'm yours
Baby I'm yours
For keeps

(It's a work in progress) - still want to add some stuff.....like a bridge

Darlin' Darlene

Scrawny lil' girl with her bare-toed feet
Worn out dress, she tried to keep neat
She was full of hurt inside, but nobody could see
Darlin' Darlene

Darlin' Darlene
Come & sit next to me
and tell me how you came to be
Darlin' Darlene

She grew up tall and beautiful
She got away from her daddy when she left for school
She met a boy and he loved her good
Loved his woman like a man should

Darlin' Darlene
Come & sit next to me
and tell me how you came to be
Darlin' Darlene

(That's all I got, but I'm working on more)

Aches & Pains

My body is aching. It trembles in protest to the simplest of movements.
Stubborn, it will not yield to my will. I cannot control my piece of flesh and bone and find myself more and more at its mercy. I stretch and contort - in an effort to trick my body into making me its master. In lay terms: I've thrown out my back.

But in this physical misery, which is in all honesty more frustratingly limiting than it is painful, I have observed a bit of the spiritual: the continual fight between the flesh and the spirit. Even at this moment in my life...I can see how my flesh is rejecting my spirit or even more aptly, my spirit rejecting my flesh.

Selling Out

My life has been nothing but one sell-out after another.
Settling. Being Cautious. Being Safe. Being Smart.
God never called me to be smart, cautious, safe...and he certainly never asked me to settle.
So why have I?

Just another sheep. Just another sheep for the slaughter.