I read a blog the other day written by my longtime friend’s daughter. It was her second blog post and it contained the lyrics to a song she wrote. Her song was about women being strong and standing up for themselves. It made me reflect back onto my own long ago song lyrics.
This first little ditty was written on the floor of my bedroom around the age of nine. My besty Jeanette and I wrote it. We, as I’ve stated many a time, had no real idea of sex, but we thought this was the ultimate lovesong.
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| I think I thought I was Madonna here with Jeanette back in 1986 |
Two Country Girls
Just two country girls
In love with you
You made it all seem right
When we’re with you
It’s worth all the time
To care and love
You’re so special to us
We just want to hold your heart
And love you until the end of time
(hum)
The first time we kissed
You set a fire in our hearts
And now we’re not sure
It’s still going
If it is
We’d like to put it out forever
(chorus)
We just want to hold
Your heart in our arms
Love you til’ the end of time
(hum)
If you really love
Prove it
By a sacrifice
Need I say more? We probably wrote this for our love George Michael, but who knows? Sacrifice? Really?
When I wrote this next little number I was very into Stacey Q. Again it has a crazy reference to a less than stellar relationship, and I have a semi-embarrassing yet vague memory of singing this song to virtually the entire school during one silly recess.
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| Madonna again? Halloween 1987 |
Tell Me
Last night I had a dream
I dreamt that we were lovers
Last night I had a dream
I dreamt that we were forever
Oh tell me
Do you still love me?
Oh, tell me
How much you care
Baby, tell me
We’ll run away together
Tell me that you’ll always be there
My last lover was cruel
He treated me like a fool
Well I’ll always love you
Tell me that you still do
Oh, tell me
Do you still love me?
Oh, tell me
How much you care
Baby, tell me
We’ll run away together
Tell me
That you’ll always be there
I actually sort of adore this next one, I believe it is my homage to Tori Amos, it’s quirky, yet oh so spiritual.
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| Me at 17 ala 1993 |
Can You See God?
Come join the band now
They’ve all left the room
Her in his grey sweatshirt
Him in her underroos
Why’d she go on underneath that blanket?
If only to hide her wandering hands
until she bleeds
Like so much nothing
I can’t seem to understand it
But why not?
Can you see God there?
I can’t see you from here
But when I close my eyes (oh)
I can still feel you
The wanting is endless
I used to call him Jesus
I try to look out
When it’s over
But I can’t understand
Can you see God from there?
I can’t see you from here
But when I close my eyes (oh)
I can still feel you
At this point you can probably understand why I didn’t pursue song writing as a career, but darn if it isn’t so fun to look back at yourself and see almost exactly who you used to be. I guess I wasn’t going to join Lilith as a female powerhouse ballad singer, but I can rock the living room xbox karaoke. There is a part of me that looks forward to the day when I can look back at the me I am now and laugh and think what a silly girl I was.
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| This is how I rock it in the livingroom |
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