January 06, 2010

:: love you more ::

yesterday i was listening to the ben folds album, rockin' the suburbs. the last track always takes me by surprise. it's a sneaky one. i never think about it until it's there in all it's quirky sweetness. some things, like that song and this gorgeous picture, are just so beautiful they hurt. in the best way.

i don't get many things right the first time. in fact, i am told that a lot. now i know all the wrong turns, the stumbles and falls brought me here. and where was i before the day that i first saw your lovely face? now i see it everyday and i know that i am, i am, i am the luckiest.

what if i'd been born fifty years before you in a house on a street where you lived? maybe i'd be outside as you passed on your bike, would i know? and in a white sea of eyes i see one pair that i recognize and i know that i am, i am, i am the luckiest.

i love you more than i have ever found a way to say to you.

next door there's an old man who lived to his nineties and one day passed away in his sleep and his wife; she stayed for a couple of days and passed away. i'm sorry , i know that's a strange way to tell you that i know we belong, that i know that i am, i am, i am the luckiest.

"the luckiest" by ben folds

[click on the song title to hear the song]

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