Nothing Can Stop These Lonely Tears From Falling

As many of you know, Helen Vahdhati has wisely decided to focus on her health for the present time. Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me has kindly volunteered to host SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY for Helen, while she takes a break. Jim is a great lover of music and regularly writes about music, so he is going to be a brilliant host.

As you can see from Jim’s post below, for this week’s theme he has chosen: “Crying/Sadness”

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2019/01/19/here-we-go-again/

One song has been rolling round my head these past few weeks since Goldfinch left to head to Adelaide, Australia. I often thought of creating a post out of it, but I was afraid that it would worry you all. But now is my chance…

…this is a song for those times when someone you love has upped and left your life – in my case I went with him to Heathrow Terminal 2 and had chance to say goodbye to him. But still…I feel I have every right to sing this song at the top of my voice in the shower.

Although the song does not contain either the words “crying” or “sadness”, I am sure you agree it fits perfectly with the theme. The line right in the middle of the song:

Well, you can’t get much closer to crying/sadness than that. Now I don’t want a dozen comments trying to cheer me up! I am fine. I had a lovely conversation with Goldfinch today. But I am still going to keep this as my shower song until I am sick and tired of it:

It’s been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
Since you took your love away

Since you’ve been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues

‘Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

It’s been so lonely without you here
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me, baby, where did I go wrong

I could put my arms around every boy I see
But they’d only remind me of you
I went to the doctor and guess what he told me?
Guess what he told me?
He said, “Girl, you better try to have fun no matter what you do,”
But he’s a fool

‘Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

All the flowers that you planted, mother, in the back yard
All died when you went away
I know that living with you, baby, was sometimes hard
But I’m willing to give it another try

Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

Written by Prince

Made famous by Sinead O’Connor

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