Faith Hill (born Audrey Faith Perry; September 21, 1967) is an American country pop singer and occasional actress. She is one of the most successful country artists of all time, having sold more than 40 million albums worldwide. Hill is married to country singer Tim McGraw, with whom she has recorded several duets.
Hill's first two albums, Take Me as I Am (1993) and It Matters to Me (1995), were major successes and placed a combined three number ones on Billboard's country charts. She then achieved mainstream and crossover success with her next two albums, Faith (1998) and Breathe (1999). Faith spawned her first international hit, "This Kiss", and went multi-platinum in various countries. Breathe became her best-selling album to date and one of the best-selling country albums of all time, with the huge crossover success of the songs "Breathe" and "The Way You Love Me". It had massive sales worldwide and earned Hill three Grammy Awards, including Best Country Album.
In 2001, she recorded "There You'll Be" for the Pearl Harbor soundtrack and it became an international hit and her best-selling single in Europe. Hill's next two albums, Cry (2002) and Fireflies (2005), were both commercial successes and kept her mainstream popularity; the former spawned another crossover single, "Cry", which won Hill a Grammy Award, and the latter produced the hit singles "Mississippi Girl" and "Like We Never Loved at All", which earned her another Grammy Award.
"Love Ain't Like That" is a song written by Tim Gaetano and A. J. Masters, and recorded by American country music artist Faith Hill. It was released in January 1999 as the fourth single from her album Faith. The song reached number 12 on the Billboard Hot Country Singles & Tracks chart in April 1999.
Critical reception
Deborah Evans Price of Billboard gave the song a favorable review, writing that "the lyric is a rich tapestry exploring the complex nature of love, and Hill's vocal oozes soulful emotion."
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Ain (French pronunciation: [ɛ̃]; Arpitan: En) is a department named after the Ain River on the eastern edge of France. Being part of the region Auvergne-Rhône-Alpes and bordered by the rivers Saône and Rhône, the department of Ain enjoys a privileged geographic situation. It has an excellent transport network (TGV, highways) and benefits from the proximity to the international airports of Lyon and Geneva.
Ain is composed of four geographically different areas (Bresse, Dombes, Bugey and Pays de Gex) which – each with its own characteristics – contribute to the diversity and the dynamic economic development of the department. In the Bresse agriculture and agro-industry are dominated by the cultivation of cereals, cattle breeding, milk and cheese production as well as poultry farming. In the Dombes, pisciculture assumes greater importance as does wine making in the Bugey. The high diversification of the department's industry is accompanied by a strong presence of the plastics sector in and around Oyonnax (so-called "Plastics Valley").
Ayin or Ayn is the sixteenth letter of the Semitic abjads, including Phoenician ʿAyin , Hebrew ʿAyin ע, Aramaic ʿĒ
, Syriac ʿĒ ܥ, and Arabic ʿAyn ع (where it is sixteenth in abjadi order only). ﻉ comes twenty‐first in the New Persian alphabet and eighteenth in Arabic hijaʾi order.
The ʿayin glyph in these various languages represents, or has represented, a voiced pharyngeal fricative (/ʕ/), or a similarly articulated consonant, which has no equivalent or approximate substitute in the sound‐system of English. There are many possible transliterations.
Origins
The letter name is derived from Proto-Semitic *ʿayn- "eye", and the Phoenician letter had an eye-shape, ultimately derived from the ı͗r hieroglyph
To this day, ʿayin in Hebrew, Arabic, Amharic, and Maltese means "eye" and "spring" (ʿayno in Neo-Aramaic).
The Phoenician letter gave rise to the Greek Ο, Latin O, and Cyrillic О, all representing vowels.
The sound represented by ayin is common to much of the Afrasiatic language family, such as the Egyptian, Cushitic, and Semitic languages. Some scholars believe that the sound in Proto-Indo-European transcribed h3 was similar, though this is debatable. (See Laryngeal theory.)
An ain is a spring in North Africa, which reaches the surface as a result of an artesian basin and is of particular importance in arid regions. It can produce a flow of water directly or result in evaporitic saline crusts. Known examples are found in the oases of the Tunisian region of Bled el Djerid and in the entire area around the depressions of Chott el Djerid and Chott el Gharsa. Here, there are water-bearing strata, usually of sand or sandstone, that act as aquifers in their function.
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ALBUMS
- Joy to the World released: 2008
- The Hits released: 2007
- Cry released: 2002
- There You'll Be released: 2001
- Breathe Remix & EP released: 2000
- Breathe released: 1999
- Love Will Always Win released: 1999
- Faith released: 1998
- It Matters to Me released: 1995
- Take Me as I Am released: 1993
- Fireflies released:
- The Private Collection released:
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Sleeping With The Telephone
by: Faith Hillf/ Reba McEntire
Verse 1: (Faith Hill)
I knew who he was when I took his name
But somehow knowing is just not the same late at night
He knows the danger but he does what he does
He calls it duty, but I call it love
So here I am
While hes gone to some foreign land
Chorus: (Both)
And I cry cuz i'm all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he wont come home
But I'm sleepin' with the telephone
Verse 2: (Reba McEntire)
The yellow ribbon on my neighbors gate
Always reminds me that someones awake just like me
I hear the sirens and I watch the news
He laughs and leaves with his gun and his blue uniform
And I pray god keeps him safe from harm
Chorus: (Both)
And I cry cuz i'm all alone
And the nights get so cold and long
And I try not to think he wont come home
But I'm sleepin' with the telephone
Bridge: (Both)
I lose him in my darkest dreams
And my blood runs cold and my heart skips a beat
So I get up
I cant take anymore
Sometimes I hate how much I love him
But everyday I love him more
And I try not to think he wont come home
But I'm sleepin' with the telephone
(Reba McEntire)
Somethin' awakes me from where he should be
I reach for him