The weekend saw me crying one day at a funeral and the next day at an engagement party. I said to the Kid that I felt like I was an interloper at both. He said no one invites a voyeur.
I'm trying to make that a compliment, and I think it was, and anyway: this is an awesome song.
Lovely song. There's a place in my life for something like that.
ReplyDeleteWay to make me cry on a sucky Monday morning. (I meant that in a good way.)
ReplyDeleteOh man. I love it when you post music.
ReplyDeleteI hope the weekend was ok. If possible.
This song is bliss. Thank you for sharing this.
ReplyDeleteWell, I'm hiccuping.
ReplyDeleteI'm hiccuping from forcing myself to not crying at my desk in the middle of a work day.
And I'm smiling.
Smiling at how my heart just burst from listening to that song.
So, I blame you for the hiccups and thank you for the smile.
I love this song. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteBloggers are never voyeurs. *grin*
ReplyDeleteGreat song.
Bloggers are never voyeurs. *grin*
ReplyDeleteGreat song.
Love that song!
ReplyDeleteNice song. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteIt's not on iTunes. *sniff*
ReplyDeleteI dig the folksy stuff. come check out my playlist- you should make one- i'd love to hear it - takes about 5 minutes!
ReplyDeleteMade me tear up too!
ReplyDeleteA fine song, indeed. Very Lilith Fair-ish.
ReplyDeleteOn person's voyeur is another person's stalker.
ReplyDeleteThanks. You would have liked him. Big head, chicken legs and all. He was impossible not to like.
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