I know I haven’t been writing much around here, mea culpa I suppose. All things considered life is going pretty well indeed. Lot of unexpected unfolding events, who knows which others are bond to come my way? Eh… Life sure takes curious turns. I can’t imagine how my life would be if roughly an year again I hadn’t met her… probably would still be the same ol’ same… dull and gray, with fake blobs of color… maybe… guess I’ll never know now, will I? Fact is… its hard to live and/or even just imagine living without you around me…
The way you look at me. The way you make me feel. The way you love me. How being apart breaks you apart. How my life is duller away from you. How I count the minutes away from you and look forward in time, waiting and hopeing…. It’s harder everyday to be apart… it doesn’t seems to exist such a thing as too much time…
I had another song in my mind, but I’ve posted it before already – The Look of Love - so I’ll put another one instead, A Case of You.
Hmmm… I got a case… a case of you…
A Case of You
Just before our love got lost you said
“I am as constant as a northern star”
And said, “Constant in the dark
Where’s that at?
If you want me I’ll be in the bar”
On the back of a cartoon coaster
In a blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada
Oh Canada
And your face sketched on it twice
Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I’d be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I’m frightened by the devil
And drawn to those who ain’t afraid
I remember when you told me
“Love is touching souls”
Surely you touched mine
Part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
You are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
Still I’d be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet
I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your devils and your deeds
She said
“Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed”
You are in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I’d be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet









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