I went for a walk on my lunch break today. I remembered to take my new iPod with me. So I walked the city streets, through the park, past museums, shops and clubs. As I wandered and people-watched I listened to my music. The songs were like a soundtrack to my own little documentary. My eyes were the camera.
Joni Mitchell and Elliot Smith rang through my ears to visions of sundrenched palm leaves, grass, curbs, streets, joggers, apartments, glass doors, crosswalks, dogs, cars, and on and on…
I switched to my DANCE playlist as I walked back towards the office and I felt just like those people in the iPod commercials who walk the streets and their reflections show that they are dancing on the inside. My shadow was getting down to Justin Timberlake while I calmly strode my way back to work.
That song actually really got to me today.
Someone could definitely be singing this to me and I wish they would:
On that sunny day
Didn’t know I’d meet
Such a beautiful girl walkin’ down the street
Seen those bright brown eyes
With tears comin’ down (so he said to himself)
She deserves a crown
But where is it now?
Momma listen
(Chorus)
Senorita I feel for you
You deal with things that you don’t have to
He doesn’t love you I can tell by his charm
But you can feel this real love if you just lay in my
Ahhh, Ahhh, Arms (Wont you lay in my)
Ahhh, Ahhh, Arms
When I look into your eyes
I see sumthin’ that money can’t buy
And I know if you give us a try
I’ll work harder for you girl
and no longer will you ever have to
CRY!