Experiment

I don't know if it's the snow plows driving down the street, or if I've been reading too much Twilight, but I've been inspired. You know when you're listening to the radio and a really sappy love song comes on? So, I have two responses to this. One response is the one I do when I'm all by myself in the car. I turn the song up really loud and then sing and then get embarrassed and then stop and turn the channel because the song is really mushy and I feel like I'm moments away from becoming a total doofus. My other response happens when Daryl's in the car with me. If he's in the car, I crank up the song and sing out of tune really, really loud. In all fairness, out of tune is really the only way I can truly sing anyways, but I go more out of tune on purpose. And I look over at him during the most poignant parts of the song. When he tries to turn the station, I usually comment about how he must not like my singing, then I continue to torture him some more.

So, I don't know what my problem is, but I was thinking that maybe one whole mushy love song is maybe a little too much for me. So, I took all my favorite love songs and chopped them up into more tolerable pieces and fashioned my own love song. It's nice, if I do say so myself.

If Daryl's lucky, I'll come up with a melody and sing it for him on Valentine's Day next year to make up for my non-gift-giving this year.

Love Song #37:

When I want to run away
I drive off in my car
but whichever way I go
I come back to the place you are
Now, I'll never dance with another
I brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
There's nothing more dangerous than a boy with charm
If you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth
And who would've thought what they said was true
But it was and you are light and darkness coming through
We were both young when I first saw you
They buy me all these icees
I walked, I ran, I jumped, I flew
Right off the ground to float to you
Look at the stars,
Look how they shine for you
bouquet of clumsy words, a simple melody
this world's an ugly place, but you're so beautiful to me


"That's a pretty good." -Strongbad