Ok, I've got three songs today ... I'm on a roll ...
These are for all of us who are in our forties (late thirties, early fifties).
Oh, boy did we dance to these songs! Did we kiss to these melodies! Did we dream to these tunes!
Back in the day when were were still Sweet Summer Children ...
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Roxete: Spending my Time – Catelyn
A lonely broken woman kneeling by the bed of her dying son … pining for her husband … missing her daughters … forsaking her sons … losing her mind … and slowly fading away … if only she could talk to her Ned …
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What's the time?
Seems it's already morning
I see the sky, it's so beautiful and blue
The TV's on but the only thing showing
Is a picture of you
Oh, I get up and ask for some coffee
I try to read a bit but the story's too thin
I thank the Seven above, you're not here to see me
In this shape I'm in?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you think of me too
I'm spending my time
I try to write but I don't know what to tell you
I leave a kiss on your pillow next to me
Oh, help me please, is there someone who can make me
Wake up from this dream (nightmare?)?
Spending my time
Watching the days go by
Feeling so small, I stare at the wall
Hoping that you are missing me too
I'm spending my time, watching the sun go down
I fall asleep to the sound of "Tears of a clown"
Prayer gone blind
I'm spending my time
My household keep telling me, "hey, life will go on"
Time will make sure I'll get over you
This silly game of love you play, you win only to lose
Oh oh I'm spending my time …
I'm spending my time …
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But she'll bounce back. Yes, she will. Her son will get better. Yes. She'll see her husband and girls again. Yes. Yes. She will make that trip down South and everything will be alright. Yes. Yes.
