It was a hot, summer day,
Back in the eleventh grade,
We were lying in the sand,
Listening to your favorite band,
We didn't care about the sun,
Cuz that day we had so much fun,
We had played volleyball on the beach,
But you were always out of my reach…
We were oh so close,
And then I remembered what hurt the most…
Cuz knowing when tomorrow came,
You would just walk away,
You would be gone,
And I would be withdrawn,
Cuz never again,
Would you touch my hand,
To heal my heart,
To free my soul,
Then you led me to a hole,
Where I fell,
Leaving heaven,
And entering hell.
3 years later,
On a winter day,
I saw your face,
And you were heading my way,
I was lying in the snow,
And it was oh so cold,
And then you came and saved me,
Then you walked away saying you had to be free,
And before I was oh so close,
To forgetting what had hurt the most…
Cuz knowing when tomorrow came,
You would just walk away,
You would be gone,
And I would be withdrawn,
Cuz never again,
Would you touch my hand,
To heal my heart,
To free my soul,
Then you led me to a hole,
Where I fell,
Leaving heaven,
And entering hell.
Cuz 3 years before,
It was a hot summer day,
Back in the eleventh grade,
We were lying in the sand,
And listening to your favorite band,
We didn't care about the sun,
Cuz that day we had so much fun,
We had played volleyball on the beach,
But you were always out of my reach…
Then we were oh so close,
And then I remembered what hurt the most…
Cuz knowing when tomorrow came,
You would just walk away,
You would be gone,
And I would be withdrawn,
Cuz never again,
Would you touch my hand,
To heal my heart,
To free my soul,
Then you led me to a hole,
Where I fell,
Leaving heaven,
And entering hell.
I stopped singing, and looked towards Tommy. He gave me the thumbs up sign. I walked out of the recording room, and out to the soundboard.
"Girl, that was great."
"Really?"
"Yea girl, really."
"Hey Tommy?"
"What?"
"Why don't you ever sing anymore?"
"Because I'm a producer now."
"Well, why can't you do both?"
"Because being a producer takes so much time, and I just don't have any inspiration."
"What if I wrote you a song? Would you sing it?"
"Well, first I would have to see this song of yours, then I would decide." I squealed and went to my guitar case. I pulled out my lyrics notebook, and ripped out a piece of paper.
"Here." I gave the paper to him. He then looked it over, and nodded and was humming to the words.
He looked up at me and said, "Ok, I'll sing it now." He then dashed into the recording room, and was waiting for me to tell him to start. I gave him the thumbs up sign, and his beautiful voice filled the room with my lyrics.
I tried to go after you,
I tried to follow,
But then you left,
And I felt so hollow,
Cuz even if you were here,
Even if we were only friends,
I would still try to tell you how I feel,
So maybe we wouldn't have to pretend.
Depending upon the time of day,
Depending on what you do or say,
Depending on what it takes,
To make me fly away,
Cuz I'm breaking free,
Can't you just let me go,
Can't we just forget,
What happened so long ago…
I'm breaking free,
And you can't follow me,
Where I want to go…
Just let me go…
We had a chance,
But then you left,
People didn't notice I was down,
But you were never like the rest,
Cuz you always remembered me,
Whenever we were working,
When we were having fun,
When the morning was brightening,
But then you left,
And now I'm leaving too,
I'm walking away,
Just like you…
Depending upon the time of day,
Depending on what you do or say,
Depending on what it takes,
To make me fly away,
Cuz I'm breaking free,
Can't you just let me go,
Can't we just forget,
What happened so long ago…
I'm breaking free,
And you can't follow me,
Where I want to go…
Just let me go…
And now it's storming,
As I'm walking down the road,
It's pouring down rain,
And I feel so cold,
Then a car pulls up,
And the window rolls down,
I see you there,
I was lost and then found.
Depending upon the time of day,
Depending on what you do or say,
Depending on what it takes,
To make me fly away,
Cuz I'm breaking free,
Can't you just let me go,
Can't we just forget,
What happened so long ago…
I'm breaking free,
And you can't follow me,
Where I want to go…
Just let me go…
And I thought I was home…
And then you left me out in the cold…
And then the wind began to blow…
Please, just let me go…
Depending upon the time of day,
Depending on what you do or say,
Depending on what it takes,
To make me fly away,
Cuz I'm breaking free,
Can't you just let me go,
Can't we just forget,
What happened so long ago…
I'm breaking free,
And you can't follow me,
Where I want to go…
Just let me go…
Tommy looks at me, and I'm smiling. I give him the thumbs sign. He walks towards the sound board.
"Did you think it was ok?"
"It was great."
"Sweet. Did you record it?"
"No………Yes………" He laughed.
"Good, I want a copy. Of my song and yours."
"Ok. I'll get you them now." I burned both CD's twice, one for me, one for him. "Okie dokie, here you go. Ok, I gotta get going. See yah tomorrow."
"Bye." I walk out the door.
End Chapter 1.
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