You know that song that makes you forget everything? This is mine. Everything blurs into a pale haze, and I close my eyes for a few seconds. I can’t relate to the exact situation in the song, and yet every word seems to express all that I feel and wish to say. I get swept in by melody and dance with the words for a few moments. I leave everything around me, and simply sing.
“Well sometimes I go out,
And I look across the water
And I think of all the things of what you’re doing
and in my head I paint a picture.
Cause since I’ve come home,
Well my body’s been a mess,
And I miss your ginger hair,
And the way you like to dress,
Oh won’t you come on over,
Stop making a fool out of me,
Why don’t you come on over, Valerie