Simply knowing you exist ain’t good enough for me. But asking for your telephone number seems highly inappropriate seeing as I can’t even say hi when you walk by. And that time you shook my hand, it felt so nice. I swear I never felt this way about any other guy. And I don’t usually notice people’s eyes, but I conducted a plan to bump in to you most accidentally. But I was walking along and I bumped into you much more heavily than I’d originally planned. It was well embarrassing, and I think you thought that I was a bit of a twat.
I just think that we’d get on. I wish I could tell you face to face instead of singing this stupid song, but yeah, I just think that we might get on.
So I went to that party and everyone, they were kind of arty. And I was wearing this dress because I wanted to impress, but I wasn’t sure if I looked my best ’cause I was so nervous. But I carried on regardless strutting through each room trying to find you, and when I saw you kissing that girl, my heart, it shattered.
And my eyes they watered and when I tried to speak I stuttered, and my friends were like “whatever, you’ll find someone better”. His eyes were way too close together and “we never even liked him from the start and now he’s with that tart and I heard she done some really nasty stuff down in the park with Michael, ” they said, “she’s easy and if your guy’s with someone that’s sleazy, then he ain’t worth your time ’cause you deserve a real nice guy”. So I proceeded to get drunk and to cry and I locked myself in the toilets the entire night.
Saturday night I watched channel five, I particularly liked CSI. I don’t ever dream about you and me, I don’t ever make up stuff about us that would be classed insanity, I don’t ever drive by your house to see if you’re in, I don’t even have an opinion on that tramp that you are still seeing. I don’t know your timetable, I don’t know your face off by heart, but I must admit that there is still a part of me that thinks we might get on.
I am thinking it’s a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss, they’re perfectly aligned. And I have to speculate that God himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay. True, it may seem like a stretch, but it’s thoughts like this that catch my troubled head when you’re away, when I am missing you to death . When you are out there on the road for several weeks of shows and when you scan the radio, I hope this song will guide you home.
They won’t see us waving from such great heights, ‘come down now,’ they’ll say. But everything looks perfect from far away, ‘come down now,’ but we’ll stay …
I tried my best to leave this all on your machine but the persistent beat it sounded thin upon listening . That frankly will not fly, you will hear the shrillest highs and lowest lows with the windows down when this is guiding you home.
They won’t see us waving from such great heights, ‘come down now,’ they’ll say. But everything looks perfect from far away, ‘come down now,’ but we’ll stay …
When your mind is a mess, so is mine. I can’t sleep ’cause it hurts when I think. My thoughts aren’t at peace with the plans that we make, chances we take, they’re not yours and not mine. There’s waves that can break all the words that we said and the words that we mean. Words can fall short. Can’t see the unseen ’cause the world is awake for somebody’s sake now, please close your eyes woman, please get some sleep.
And know that if I knew all the answers I would not hold them from you, know all of the things that I’d know. We told each other, there is no other way.
Well, too much silence can be misleading. You’re drifting, I can hear it in the way that you’re breathing. We don’t really need to find reason ’cause out the same door that it came, well, it’s leaving, it’s leaving.
Leaving like a day that’s done and part of a season. Resolve is just a concept that’s as dead as the leaves. But at least we can sleep, its all that we need .When we wake we will find, our minds will be free to go to sleep.
And know that if I knew all the answers I would not hold them from you, know all of the things that I’d know. We told each other, there is no other way.
Feeling like shit. Schlaft niemals bis um drei Uhr nachmittags.
Trotz des ziemlich dämlichen Bandnamens und der ziemlich soft-poppigen Musik mag ich Del Amitri immer mehr. Versteh mich mal einer …
Del Amitri -- Tell Her This.
Tell her not to go, I ain’t holding on no more. Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time. Tell her not to cry. I just got scared thats all. Tell her I’ll be by her side, all she has to do is call. Tell her the chips are down, I drank too much and shouted it aloud. Tell her something in my heart needs her more than even clowns need the laughter of the crowd. Tell her what was wrong, I sometimes think to much but say nothing at all. And tell her from this high terrain, I am ready now to fall. Tell her not to go, I ain’t holding on no more. Tell her nothing if not this; all I want to do is kiss her.
Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time.
Guter, ehrlicher Soft-Rock. Davon sollte es mehr geben.
