<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395128722369293996</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 01:25:02 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The Best of Clay Aiken</title><description>The best performances of this Great American Idol</description><link>http://bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Bing)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395128722369293996.post-2890529333048264740</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-09T16:32:39.332-08:00</atom:updated><title>Don't let the sun go down</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhfQ2UeEXdI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhfQ2UeEXdI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Clay Aikens's winning performances in the wild-card night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2395128722369293996-2890529333048264740?l=bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com/2006/12/dont-let-sun-go-down.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395128722369293996.post-2965570500288291900</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-09T16:24:51.358-08:00</atom:updated><title>Somewhere out there</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBaRjrA-iFo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GBaRjrA-iFo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer&lt;br /&gt;That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I know how very far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there if love can see us through&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll be together somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;Out where dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I know how very far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out there if love can see us through&lt;br /&gt;Then we'll be together somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;Out where dreams come true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2395128722369293996-2965570500288291900?l=bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com/2006/12/somewhere-out-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395128722369293996.post-706401905129281787</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-09T16:17:01.123-08:00</atom:updated><title>Without You</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0eXHx7jsGt4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0eXHx7jsGt4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't forget this evening &lt;br /&gt;And your face when you were leaving &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's just the way the story goes &lt;br /&gt;You always smile,&lt;br /&gt; but in your eyes your sorrow shows &lt;br /&gt;Yes, it shows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't forget tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;When I think of all my sorrow &lt;br /&gt;I had you there, but then I let you go &lt;br /&gt;And now it's only fair &lt;br /&gt;that I should let you know &lt;br /&gt;What you should know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS: &lt;br /&gt;I can't live, if living is without you &lt;br /&gt;I can't live, I can't give anymore &lt;br /&gt;I can't live, if living is without you &lt;br /&gt;I can't live, I can't give anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't forget this evening &lt;br /&gt;And your face when you were leaving &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that's just the way the story goes &lt;br /&gt;You always smile,&lt;br /&gt; but in your eyes your sorrow shows &lt;br /&gt;Yes, it shows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[guitar solo] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 3 times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live, &lt;br /&gt;if living is without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2395128722369293996-706401905129281787?l=bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com/2006/12/without-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395128722369293996.post-2927387843299231165</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-09T16:14:45.782-08:00</atom:updated><title>Solitaire</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4CTx7LjA-s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C4CTx7LjA-s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man, a lonely man&lt;br /&gt;Who lost his love through his indifference&lt;br /&gt;A heart that cared, that went unshared&lt;br /&gt;Until it died in his silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Solitaire's the only game in town&lt;br /&gt;And every road that takes him, takes him down&lt;br /&gt;And by himself, it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;He'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game&lt;br /&gt;Without her love it always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;While life goes on around him everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He's playing Solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day, a lonely day&lt;br /&gt;So much to say that goes unspoken&lt;br /&gt;And through the night, his sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;His eyes are closed, his heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Solitaire's the only game in town&lt;br /&gt;And every road that takes him, takes him down&lt;br /&gt;And by himself it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;She's coming back again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game&lt;br /&gt;Without her love it always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;While life goes on around him everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He's playing Solitaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little hope, goes up in smoke&lt;br /&gt;Just how it goes, goes without saying&lt;br /&gt;Solitaireee&lt;br /&gt;And by himself it's easy to pretend&lt;br /&gt;He'll never love again&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And keeping to himself he plays the game&lt;br /&gt;Without her love it always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;While life goes on around him everywhere&lt;br /&gt;He's playing Solitaire&lt;br /&gt;Solitaire, solitaire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2395128722369293996-2927387843299231165?l=bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com/2006/12/solitaire.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bing)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2395128722369293996.post-6351640060275714061</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 00:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-09T16:10:39.145-08:00</atom:updated><title>The Way</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFGTnZ1bOsE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFGTnZ1bOsE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout the way that&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout the way your lips invite&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the way that&lt;br /&gt;I get nervous when you're around&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to be mine&lt;br /&gt;And if you need a reason why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you tease me&lt;br /&gt;The way that I want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you hold me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you know me&lt;br /&gt;And when I can't find the right words to say&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout how you stay on my mind&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout the way that&lt;br /&gt;I whisper your name when I'm asleep, oh girl&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the look you get in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, it's the way that&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel to see you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the reasons, they may change&lt;br /&gt;But what I'm feeling stays the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge:)&lt;br /&gt;I can't put my fingers on&lt;br /&gt;Just what it is&lt;br /&gt;That makes me love you&lt;br /&gt;You know, baby&lt;br /&gt;So don't ask me to describe&lt;br /&gt;I get all choked up inside&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking 'bout the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the way that you move me&lt;br /&gt;And the way that you tease me&lt;br /&gt;The way&lt;br /&gt;You feel it in the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something 'bout the way you look tonight&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing more to say than&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2395128722369293996-6351640060275714061?l=bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com' alt='' 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fast&lt;br /&gt;Cuz every kiss is a kiss you can never get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you told me that it's what heaven is, well you'd be right&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting forever&lt;br /&gt;For this&lt;br /&gt;This is the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the answer to all my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Is as close as a touch away&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here holding back what I'm trying to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lift me up&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If you told me that it's what heaven is, well you'd be right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2395128722369293996-9007559360290171025?l=bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://bestofclayaiken.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-night.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Bing)</author><thr:total 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