more lovely words

Other people cut themselves and share blood to show allegiance ,but not us- we went one better.. Apart from knowing and singing the words to practically every musical ,Jane and I bestowed on each other the greatest honour and level of trust anyone could give another human being …to let them order for you off a menu.

I don’t know why that suddenly popped into my head ,but I think it is because , while driving on Sunday , I heard this song on Elaine Paige’s ( I can’t stand her laugh ,it sounds so fake ) Sunday ‘break-a -leg while listening to songs of the musicals’ show on radio 2 . Follies is one of the musicals Jane and I hadn’t seen ,let alone knew the words ( Stephen Sondheim too highbrow for us perhaps )

Anyway ,this song came on ,and all I could do was think of Rosie .I pulled over and had a little weep.

“The sun comes up – I think about you
The coffee cup – I think about you
I want you so, it’s like I’m losing my mind

The morning ends – I think about you
I talk to friends and think about you
And do they know it’s like I’m losing my mind?

All afternoon doing every little chore
The thought of you stays bright
Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
Not going left – not going right

I dim the lights and think about you
Spend sleepless nights to think about you
You said you loved me, or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing
My mind?

All afternoon doing every little chore
The thought of you stays bright
Sometimes I stand in the middle of the floor
Not going left – not going right

I dim the lights and think about you
Spend sleepless nights to think about you
You said you loved me, or were you just being kind?
Or am I losing my mind?

Or am I losing
Losing my mind?”

PS .I put the italics in as it is obviously a song for a lover ,( not a sad old witch whose daughter has died ) and only that line does not ring true