pandalicious's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Never? I woke up with a song in my head. A song that I heard the other morning at the grocery store; a song that MUST mean something because it won't go away. It's a Heart song. Here it is :: Hey baby, I'm talking to you Stop yourself and listen Some things you can never choose Even if you try, yeah You're hangin your head again Cause somebody won't let you in One chance, one love Your chance to let me know We can't go on Just running away If we stay any longer We will surely never get away Anything you want...we can make it happen Stand up and turn around Never let them shoot us down Never, Never Never, Never run away Hey baby you know it's time Why you bother lying when you know That you want it too Don't you dare deny me Walk those legs right over here Give me what I'm dying for One chance...one love Hold me down never let me go We can't go on Just running away If we wait any longer We will surely never get away Anything you want...we can make it happen Stand up and turn around Never let them shoot us down Never, never Never, never run away Never, never Never, never run away Hey baby I'm talking to you Stop yourself and listen Some things you can never choose Even if you try, yeah You're bangin your head again Cause somebody won't let you in One chance, one love Your chance to let me know We can't go on Just running away If we stay any longer We will surely never get away OO OO Never OO OO Never We can't go on, Never We can't go on, Never OO OO Never OO OO Never We can't go on, Never We can't go on, Never So anyway. That's it. Constantly running through my head since I heard it. I don't LISTEN to Heart. Some of the lyrics in this song though were standing out to me. I think it's so symbolic. When I read the lyrics now, I think that you really have to substitute some of the us and we's for the singulars. I, you, me maybe. Debbie told me this morning how her Chicago boy sent her flowers for her birthday. They just met, not more than 2 weeks ago while she was in Chicago with friends. He wined her and dined her. She said that she would never go back to being treated less than this. It makes perfect and beautiful sense to me. Who should settle? Everyone deserves a little super princess treatment from that special someone. (Or prince if you're a fella ;) ) If you DON'T have this, how do you know that you are special? It's not the sex. It's not. Maybe my song is telling me to get out while I can. It's not like I don't like Mike. We've been getting along pretty well for the most part. It's just that he's never going to wine me or dine me or even give me backrubs without a fight. He rarely compliments me and he doesn't go out of his way to show me that he even cares. I think he just isn't that kind of guy. I don't think that he can realistically give me what I need; or at least what I think I deserve. And that's okay. I'm sure there are chickees out there who would be thrilled to get what he can give them. I just don't think it's enough for me. Little thoughts. Little thoughts. It's so hard to move on these and act. So hard. Tin 30 - Six Twelve ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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