When I was in college, I house-sat for a woman who had a copy of a Lilith Fair CD. I listened to that CD the whole summer, about the time that I was going through a painful break-up. At the end of the summer, I went back to campus housing and reluctantly left the CD behind. In a random collision of fate, I came into possession of the music once again. I'd like to post a link to the song that I missed the most, and the lyrics that somehow made that break-up easier. This one's for all the girls who wanted to be cowboys, and have found themselves wonderfully in love in that space between meeting and leaving. May you someday find love that lasts. The link is here, in case the video doesn't work.
Falling in Love
by Lisa Loeb
She wanted to be a cowboy
She was shootin' 'em down
She was tramping around.
He walked in crooked with the clear blue eyes.
"There's a nice pool at my motel you want to go for a swim?"
That night he moved in.
The time between meeting and finally leaving is
Sometimes called falling in love.
The time between meeting and finally leaving is
Sometimes called falling in love.
At night she'd wait for the sound of his feet on the doormat,
The sound of his hand on the doorknob,
The sound of her heart beating in her head.
He'd go out playing nickel slots, cause he knew he'd lose -
She didn't know, so she couldn't choose.
One night while sleeping along in her bed,
The phone rang, she woke up, and sat up and said,
"What time is it? What time is it?"
"Well, it's 5:30 here and it's 2:30 there,
And I won't be home tonight," he said.
The time between meeting and finally leaving is
Sometimes called falling in love.
The time between meeting and finally leaving is
Sometimes called falling in love.
Now she sits in a booth in a diner,
Waiting for someone to take her order,
Waiting for someone to come and sit down.
She rubs the smudge off the photograph, puts it back into her purse.
The grey sky was romatic cause he was holding her hand,
He was her man.
The time between meeting and finally leaving is
Sometimes called falling in love.
The time between meeting and finally leaving is
Sometimes calling falling in love.
Sometimes called falling in love.
She wanted to be a cowboy,
She was shootin' 'em down,
She was tramping around
This is so funny, because I just bought two of her CDs at a used book/music store that is going out of business. I'm going through this weird "reclaim my college years" thing--musically, anyway (midlife crisis precursor?). Anyway, I've been listening to her stuff a lot recently. Thanks for posting this one--not on either of my new acquisitions!
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome. I've been going back to a lot of music I used to love as well. Don't worry--I don't think it's a midlife crisis precursor. I think that enough time has passed that I finally can listen to some of the music that I used to love (and by that, I mean listen to on repeat until I could sing it backwards and forwards and finally got sick of it). This song is the cd Lilith Fair: A Celebration of Women in Music. It has a fantastic line-up of artists. Happy listening!
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