Simply Red :: Stars

22 Feb 2012




Anyone who ever held you
Would tell you the way I’m feeling
Anyone who ever wanted you
Would try to tell you what I feel inside
The only thing I ever wanted
Was the feeling that you ain’t faking
The only one you ever thought about
Wait a minute can’t you see that I…

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend

For the man who tried to hurt you
He’s explaining the way I’m feeling
For all the jealousy I caused you
States the reason why I’m trying to hide
As for all the things you taught me
It sends my future into clearer dimensions
You’ll never know how much you hurt me
Stay a minute can’t you see that I

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend

Too many hearts are broken
A lover’s promise never came with a maybe
So many words are left unspoken
The silent voices are driving me crazy
As for all the pain you caused me
Making up could never be your intention
You’ll never know how much you hurt me
Stay can’t you see that I

I wanna fall from the stars
Straight into your arms
I, I feel you
I hope you comprehend

Stars
Simply Red


I don’t even know when, where or how I heard this song for the very first time. Must be a bazillion years ago. Then I heard it again recently at the most random time and place for no special reason, and WHOOOOOOSHHHHH!!! It just knocked my socks off. Completely unanticipated and unintentional but it started a domino effect of something I don’t fully understand yet (as of now).

But I know what I felt. Sharply experienced a moment of being propelled into a strangely familiar universe. A universe made up of dreamy galaxies, ancient promises, twinkling stars, bright lights, winged fairies and candy-smelling outerspace flowers. A hazy glitter-dusted air filled with some mysterious magic, the kind that brings forth an avalanche of good warm feelings. The kind that pretty much much blurs lines. The kind that makes one feel ultra liberated and super duper fuzzy inside at once. Exhilaration. Goosebumps. I recognized it because I have been in this emotional space before. Many eons ago. And just like that, I fell under a spell.

Visions of a corporate elevator bank and dark grey carpet. Of three stems of calla lilies. Of a cream-colored sofa in the basement. Of evenly-spaced wooden clothes hangers. Of guitar picks next to house keys. Of Saturday Night Fever disco floors.

Awashed with waves of nostalgia that I didn’t even consciously summon.

Some things can’t be explained.
Particularly a random moment like this.
It just happened…

♫ Soundtrack of My Life

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