a crazy lil thing called love
they don't write love songs the way they used to anymore. instead of heartfelt lyrics that speak of eternal devotion, painful separation, wistful longing and the sort of sappy stuff we lap up like thirsty dogs when we're in the Mood (for love, that is), we get horny hiphop shit and silly lyrics like "you are my fire my one desire", "pop pop pop dat thang" etc etc that reduce love to a speed-dating sex-crazed game and girls to hoes and bitches. bah.
i feel like i'm stuck in some time-warp. when people took time to savour beautiful sunsets. when there weren't so many media sensationalisations of inane stories like Beckham and Loos.(so kaypoh). when the world wasn't so fastpaced, confusing and supported anti-sentimentalism.
at the risk of sounding like a hopeless romantic/emo shithead/lovelost idealist, i'd like to say:
"wat the world needs now is love, sweet love".
**
songs are splendid for taking me back to the time when i still watched animaniacs on sunday mornings, memorised evry chinese drama serial theme song, and pretended i was a character from enid blyton stories. those were the days when my heart was young and gayyy.
just a digression. i wonder why parents nowadays deem the radio as a useless box that spews out filthy trash. albeit they may be mostly right these days, when we have stupid deejays like daniel ong and sickeningly gay programmes like Lovesongs on class 95. i'm sorry for the degradation of the standard of songs and radio programmes. but the fact that me and my aunties are effectively bilingual is the unmistakable result of attentive listening to linguistically-competent deejays and songs with poetic, well-crafted lyrics. all the chim words have certainly added to my vocabulary repertoire.
in any case, of late i'm hooked onto 80s-early 90s love songs and megaballads by whitney houston and the likes. one particular song that is touching my wee bit heart like nobody's business is 'It Might Be You' by steven bishop.
and since i've already revealed to you the closet lurvy-durvy retard in me, i might as well be the sorriest loser of all by posting the lyrics. enjoy.
time, I've been passing time watching trains go by
all of my life
lying on the sand watching seabirds fly
wishing there could be someone
waiting home for me
something's telling me it might be you
It's telling me it might be you
All of my life
Looking back as lovers go walking past
All of my life
Wondering how they met and what makes it last
If I found the place would I recognize the face
Something's telling me it might be you
It's telling me it might be you
So many quiet walks to take
So many dreams to wake and there's so much love to make
I think we're gonna need some time
Maybe all we need is time
And it's telling me it might be you
All of my life
awwwwww.
i feel like i'm stuck in some time-warp. when people took time to savour beautiful sunsets. when there weren't so many media sensationalisations of inane stories like Beckham and Loos.(so kaypoh). when the world wasn't so fastpaced, confusing and supported anti-sentimentalism.
at the risk of sounding like a hopeless romantic/emo shithead/lovelost idealist, i'd like to say:
"wat the world needs now is love, sweet love".
**
songs are splendid for taking me back to the time when i still watched animaniacs on sunday mornings, memorised evry chinese drama serial theme song, and pretended i was a character from enid blyton stories. those were the days when my heart was young and gayyy.
just a digression. i wonder why parents nowadays deem the radio as a useless box that spews out filthy trash. albeit they may be mostly right these days, when we have stupid deejays like daniel ong and sickeningly gay programmes like Lovesongs on class 95. i'm sorry for the degradation of the standard of songs and radio programmes. but the fact that me and my aunties are effectively bilingual is the unmistakable result of attentive listening to linguistically-competent deejays and songs with poetic, well-crafted lyrics. all the chim words have certainly added to my vocabulary repertoire.
in any case, of late i'm hooked onto 80s-early 90s love songs and megaballads by whitney houston and the likes. one particular song that is touching my wee bit heart like nobody's business is 'It Might Be You' by steven bishop.
and since i've already revealed to you the closet lurvy-durvy retard in me, i might as well be the sorriest loser of all by posting the lyrics. enjoy.
time, I've been passing time watching trains go by
all of my life
lying on the sand watching seabirds fly
wishing there could be someone
waiting home for me
something's telling me it might be you
It's telling me it might be you
All of my life
Looking back as lovers go walking past
All of my life
Wondering how they met and what makes it last
If I found the place would I recognize the face
Something's telling me it might be you
It's telling me it might be you
So many quiet walks to take
So many dreams to wake and there's so much love to make
I think we're gonna need some time
Maybe all we need is time
And it's telling me it might be you
All of my life
awwwwww.
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