Ok I think it’s safe to say I was wrong. The summer is not coming. Damn.
Was comparing notes with Amy last night, which was interesting. It seems brothers with similar temper and moodiness tendencies have chosen very similar, quiet and enduring (oh yes) type, girlfriends. Go figure. I wonder if we could get Ian into notesharing we could build these observations into a proper scientific study. You did say you were a shy one as well, didn’t you E? 😀
Woke up listening to music this morning. Haven’t done that for ages. Always used to listen to music on weekend mornings, should take up the habit again. If only Stu could stop walking back and forth and jibbering about stuff all through Feel. How comes some people just can’t stay still?
Come on hold my hand, I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand, this role I’ve been given
I sit and talk to God, and He just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language, I don’t understand
I just wanna feel, real love fill the home that I live in
Cause I got too much life, running thru my veins, going to waste
I don’t wanna die, but I ain’t keen on living either
Before I fall in love, I’m preparing to leave her
Scare myself to dead, that’s why I keep on running
Before I’ve arrived, I can see myself coming
I just wanna feel real love fill the home that I live in
Cos I got too much life, running thru my veins going to waste
And I need to feel, real love in the life ever after, I can not get enough
I just wanna feel, real love fill the home that I live in
I got too much love, running thru my veins, to go to waste
I just wanna feel, real love in the life ever after
There’s a hole in my soul, you can see it in my face, it’s a real big place
Come on hold my hand, I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand, this role I’ve been given
Not sure I understand
Not sure I understand
Robbie Williams – Feel