My husband died eight months ago at age 54 after a long illness. I heard this song on Boston's WUMB and sought to listen to it many more times. It is so beautiful and so true, so painful and so glorious. I am crying tears of sadness and joy.
ILOVE THIS SONG. heard this for the first time the other night on the road, somewhere between Oklahoma and Missouri... finally on my way HOME. now I know too.
When I think about dying I think about children And when I think about children I think about you And when I think about you I feel like crying Crying for my youth And when I think of my youth I think of my freedom And when I think of my freedom I feel so alone And when I feel lonely I want you to hold me Hold me in your arms And when I think of your arms I think about sleeping Sleeping like a baby All through the night And then I think of the night And I feel like weeping Weeping for my life And when I think of my life I want to be with you Shoulder to shoulder When we're waking up And we're waking up And we're one day older And we're making love And when we make love I think about children And I think about dying Lying in your arms You want to know why I'm crying Now you know
My husband died eight months ago at age 54 after a long illness. I heard this song on Boston's WUMB and sought to listen to it many more times. It is so beautiful and so true, so painful and so glorious. I am crying tears of sadness and joy.
Its a crime this doesnt have more views.
so beautiful and pure
Among the most beautiful songs I have ever heard.
ILOVE THIS SONG. heard this for the first time the other night on the road, somewhere between Oklahoma and Missouri... finally on my way HOME. now I know too.
What my soul needed - beautiful.
Existentialism. So moving...
Incredible.
GROßARTIG! Love the Song, love her!
When I think about dying
I think about children
And when I think about children
I think about you
And when I think about you
I feel like crying
Crying for my youth
And when I think of my youth
I think of my freedom
And when I think of my freedom
I feel so alone
And when I feel lonely
I want you to hold me
Hold me in your arms
And when I think of your arms
I think about sleeping
Sleeping like a baby
All through the night
And then I think of the night
And I feel like weeping
Weeping for my life
And when I think of my life
I want to be with you
Shoulder to shoulder
When we're waking up
And we're waking up
And we're one day older
And we're making love
And when we make love
I think about children
And I think about dying
Lying in your arms
You want to know why I'm crying
Now you know
This is one of my favorites of Anaïs; I listen to her "Xoa" album quite often.
goodness me
:)