tirsdag 24. november 2009

Julesang til Eirik

Hørte Ronan Keatings "It's Only Christmas" i dag. Den fikk meg til å tenke på Eirik (RIP) og føle på sorgen over ham og min ødelagte familie. Man trenger disse små sentimentale øyeblikkene, og hadde det ikke vært for at jeg satt på trikken (med musikken i iPoden), hadde jeg nok felt noen tårer også. Gode tårer, that is :-)

Takk til Ronan Keating som gav meg dette bittersøte øyeblikket i en travel hverdag :-)


IT'S ONLY CHRISTMAS
(R. Keating / P. Barry)

Do you remember what you wished for every Christmas?
Do you say a prayer and send it on a star?
Well, maybe I’m just being over-sentimental
But now it’s Christmas
And I miss us most of all

You know, I never really took the time to thank you
I was always thinking you were here to stay
Yes, there’s something in the air that gets me crazy
’Cause now it’s Christmas
But I miss us just the same

When it’s cold I get lonely
I can’t talk, I can’t walk, I can’t breathe
Then I dream and you hold me
And the angels are singing with me
I guess it’s Christmas
When I miss us most of all

So let the snow come down and drown out all my sorrows
Maybe I can dance again with you
And as the children sing I swear I heard you whisper
That now it’s Christmas
But I miss us just the same

When it’s cold I get lonely
I can’t talk, I can’t walk, I can’t breathe
Then I dream and you hold me
And the angels are singing with me
I guess it’s Christmas
When I miss us most of all

I guess it’s Christmas
When I miss us most of all

’Cause now it’s Christmas
And I miss us most of all