Jim Adams, aka Newepicauthor, the creator of A Unique Title For Me, is hosting SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY and this week he has chosen the theme: DJ (title of song must start with the letter D or J)
I have enjoyed these “pick a song that begins with the letter….” themes so much! But it has left me very undecisive about which song I would feature because there is so much choice!!! Well, I was at work last week when a song started playing across the tannoy. I knew it had to be my song choice for today’s SONG-LYRIC-SUNDAY.
I often mention a personal connection to my song choices. Well, this song stirs up memories of personal dramas instantly, so much so that even at work, I suddenly felt all the energy drain from me and I felt myself trembling. There was a time when Jack and I were in an excruciatingly bad place. It was sheer agony. After living together in the same flat, I had decided to move out (long story), but I still lived in the same apartment block and knew Jack was still just metres away from me. Jack left me a letter one day – I still have it. I felt sick reading it. It seemed as if he was saying that he was sorry that things had not worked out and he wished it could have, he seemed to be saying how heartbroken he was and how much I meant to him, yet there was a hint of finality that distressed me. It was too much to cope with at the time. Too emotional. We had both been too emotional and too stressed for too long. I had to put the letter away and had no idea how to respond.
In the long run, it must have been harder for Jack to write that letter than it was for me to read it. Yet, I think that letter may have been more of a hindrance that a help to me because I did not know what I was supposed to do. We were still neighbours and colleagues and still within the same circle of friends. What should I do? I just felt baffled. I poured myself into work and exercise and socialising with new friends.
I am so glad things worked out with Jack (huge understatement there!) but this incredible song from Olly Murs called “Dear Darlin’” brings it all back. It triggers that feeling of desperate loss, not knowing what to do next. It is a phenomenal track in itself, but it has a powerful effect on me even though Jack and I are planning our wedding!
Dear darlin’, please excuse my writing.
I can’t stop my hands from shaking
‘Cause I’m cold and alone tonight.
I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried.
And if my words break through the wall
And meet you at your door,
All I can say is “Girl, I mean them all.”
Dear darlin’, please excuse my writing.
I can’t stop my hands from shaking
‘Cause I’m cold and alone tonight.
I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried. We tried.
I understand where he’s coming from.
Been thinking about the bar we drank in.
Feeling like the sofa was sinking.
I was warm in the hold of your eyes.
So if my words break through the wall
To meet you at your door,
All I can say is “Girl, I mean them all.”
Dear darlin’, please excuse my writing.
I can’t stop my hands from shaking
‘Cause I’m cold and alone tonight.
I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried.
Oh I can’t cope. These arms are yours to hold.
And I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
And no one understands what we went through.
It was short. It was sweet. We tried.
We tried
Written By: Edward James Drewett, Oliver Stanley Murs and Jim Eliot
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