Something Stupid

The night is warm and the hour is late. I feel the ticking clock and realize the sand of time slipping through.....

How at times this life with all that heady rush of being sane and wise, seems too short to do what actually could add a meaning to this entire existance. How one would cherish that sweet wonder of doing something unwise, something so childlike, something stupid...

I know I stand in line until you think you have the time 

To spend an evening with me 

And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there's a chance 

You won't be leaving with me 

And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two 

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" 

I can see it in your eyes 

That you despise the same old lies you heard the night before 

And though it's just a line to you, for me it's true 

And never seemed so right before 

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say 

To make the meaning come through 

But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late and I'm alone with you 

The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and, oh, the night's so blue 

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like "I love you" 

The time is right, your perfume fills my head, the stars get red and, oh, the night's so blue 

And then I go and spoil it all by sayin' something stupid like "I love you" 

I love you 

I love you 

I love you 

I love you 

Everything Happens to Me

This song by the maestro Sinatra is such an endearingly innocent expression that I instantly fell in love with it. It so truly reflects the irony of fate of someone that, at more often than not, is each one of us :)

Though right now I don't think any other thing than the lovely sky is blue, yet I can't help just relishing this number with an 'awww cuteeee!' :) And ABSOLUTELY not without an oozing sense of gratitude for everything that happens to me ;) 

"Everything Happens to me"

Writer(s): Dennis/Adair

Black cats creep across my path

Until Im almost mad

I must have roused the devils wrath

'cause all my luck is bad

I make a date for golf – and you can bet your life it rains.

I try to give a party - but the guy upstairs complains.

I guess I'll go thru life just catching colds and missing trains;

Everything happens to me.

I never miss a thing - I've had measles and the mumps.

And every time I play my ace my partner always trumps.

I guess I'm just a fool who never looks before he jumps;

Everything happens to me.

At first my heart thought you could break this jinx for me.

That love would turn the trick to end despair.

But now, I just can't fool this head that thinks for me.

I've mortgaged all my castles in the air.

I telegraphed and phoned, sent an Air Mail Special, too;

You answer was goodbye - there was even postage due.

I fell in love just once, and then it had to be with you,

Everything happens to me.

I've never drawn a sweepstake, or a bank night at a show.

I thought perhaps this time I'd won, but Lady Luck said no.

And though it breaks my heart, I'm not surprised to see you go,

Everything happens to me,

Everything happens to me.

Image Courtesy: Photo at deviantart.com by ~Bandea-Photos

lonesome

Its silent. Too silent. Its quiet, too quiet. But I cant help listening to this. Can you too listen to this?

Frank Sinatara fills my cup again!

I wish I were ......

Frank Sinatara, as usual, awesome!!!