Monday, May 17, 2010



Richard Shindell A Summer Wind, Cotton Dress

I was hers and you were his
The night we met out on that bridge
You knew then what I know now
That love put down comes back some how

The comet came, the comet went
And hid its face in the firmament
I looked once and then turned away
When I looked again it was much too late

A summer wind, a cotton dress
This is how I remember you best
A glance held long and a stolen kiss
This is how I remember you best

The fool I was is the fool I am
I've got a wife, I'm a family man
But when I lay in our bed
I sometimes dream I'm holding you instead

(CHORUS)

The kids are fine
They're six and nine
I think you'd probably like my wife
But the kitchen light seems much too bright
For what I find myself thinking tonight


In just find myself thinking that I need to live every moment. I need to remember whats important. This song is a man living with somewhat of a regret. I don't want to regret. Right now life is spilling over. I love it.

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