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Here’s A Love Song

Let’s set aside the cryptic message of the lyrics in my previous post and look to the bare poetry of this one; it’s really really nice. This is a great song. It’s by Syd as in Syd Matters the French musician, not Syd Barrett of Pink Floyd. The name of the song is “Here’s a Love Song.” The previous link is a more produced version than the one I have (I’ve just guitar and singing), but I think you’ll enjoy it, nonetheless. Oh, and the bridge in that linked version is new to me, too. Anyway…

sleeping in saturdays
taking time to get to know your face
breathing in your smell on me
I’m addicted you know to vanilla these days
butterfly kisses and the promise you’ll spend all night this time
I just want to say thank you
for taking a chance on a feeling inside
so here’s a love song for all the times you felt second place
and here’s a love song for all the smiles that come when i see your face
here’s a love song
I walk into the winter night
the city lights take the place of stars in your eyes
I lost the moon again
or I’ll stop looking i guess
when love caught me by surprise
you’re gonna be hard to get over
so I won’t I don’t think for a very long time
and in the summer
I’ll warm your bed if you can promise you’ll warm mine
and here’s a love song for all the times i fell into your eyes
and here’s a love song for all the things you taught me last night
here’s a love song
here’s a love song for all the things that you never said
here’s a love song for the night you left your place at the end of my bed
here’s a love song

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