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