
I have come to the realization that whenever I am talking to someone, or attempting to explain something to anyone, I use a story. Without being conscious of it, it was my voice saying, …’Ya know, I remember one time years ago…’
“I’ve been so many places
In my life and times
I’ve sung a lot of songs
I’ve made some bad rhymes
I’ve acted out my love on stages
With ten thousand people watching
But we’re alone now and
I’m singing this song to you”

Upon further reflection, old people do a lot of reflecting, I came to see that I had a gob of ‘Great Stories’. And, they all involve connecting with people.

“I know your image of me
Is what I hope to be
I’ve treated you unkindly
But darling can’t you see
There’s no one more important to me
Darling can’t you please see through me
‘Cause we’re alone now and
I’m singing this song to you”

“You taught me precious secrets
Of the truth withholding nothing
You came out in front and I was hiding
But now I’m so much better
And if my words don’t come together
Listen to the melody
‘Cause my love is in there hiding”


“I love you in a place
Where there’s no space and time
I love you for my life
You are a friend of mine
And when my life is over
Remember when we were together
We were alone and
I was singing this song to you”








“We were alone and
I was singing this song for you
We were alone and
I was singing my song
Singing this song for you”


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