I'll Have To Say I Love You In A Song
Well, I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But what I got to say can't wait
I know you'd understand
Ev'ry time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
Yeah, I know it's kind of strange
But ev'ry time I'm near you
I just run out of things to say
I know you'd understand
Ev'ry time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
(Instrumental)
Ev'ry time the time was right
All the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
Yeah, I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But there's something that I just got to say
I know you'd understand
Ev'ry time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
--Jim Croce
I woke up this morning listening to this song on the radio. I was having trouble sleeping, what with my arm hurting and all the mosquitoes biting me. However, there's something about Jim Croce's music that touches me.... Maybe it's dim memories of being really little; after all, I remember "Operator" and "Time In A Bottle" from when I was really small. "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" was my song back in the Shamrock in Ingolstadt in 2000.
This morning, they mentioned that this is (well, yesterday was) the anniversary (the 30th!) of Jim Croce's death. He was only thirty. Now, I hardly know anything about the man, but in contrast to people like Jim Morrison or Janis Joplin, who also died young, I don't see that Jim Croce had the same type of sex-drugs-and-rock'n'roll lifestyle that helped them die so young. And yet Jim Croce died at the age of 30. Being "mid-twenties" myself, it makes it seem an even bigger tragedy. What would I be doing if I knew I were going to die at 30?
But we don't know about things like that. 'Freak' things happen to young people. I can't guarantee any of you all that I'll be with you tomorrow. It's my "assumption", because at this point, it makes life "easier", but that's all that it is, an assumption. But maybe, if anything, this will serve as a reminder to try to do what I can, for God and for other people, while I still have the chance to do so.
I hope I didn't wake you
But what I got to say can't wait
I know you'd understand
Ev'ry time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
Yeah, I know it's kind of strange
But ev'ry time I'm near you
I just run out of things to say
I know you'd understand
Ev'ry time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
(Instrumental)
Ev'ry time the time was right
All the words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
Yeah, I know it's kind of late
I hope I didn't wake you
But there's something that I just got to say
I know you'd understand
Ev'ry time I tried to tell you
The words just came out wrong
So I'll have to say I love you in a song
--Jim Croce
I woke up this morning listening to this song on the radio. I was having trouble sleeping, what with my arm hurting and all the mosquitoes biting me. However, there's something about Jim Croce's music that touches me.... Maybe it's dim memories of being really little; after all, I remember "Operator" and "Time In A Bottle" from when I was really small. "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" was my song back in the Shamrock in Ingolstadt in 2000.
This morning, they mentioned that this is (well, yesterday was) the anniversary (the 30th!) of Jim Croce's death. He was only thirty. Now, I hardly know anything about the man, but in contrast to people like Jim Morrison or Janis Joplin, who also died young, I don't see that Jim Croce had the same type of sex-drugs-and-rock'n'roll lifestyle that helped them die so young. And yet Jim Croce died at the age of 30. Being "mid-twenties" myself, it makes it seem an even bigger tragedy. What would I be doing if I knew I were going to die at 30?
But we don't know about things like that. 'Freak' things happen to young people. I can't guarantee any of you all that I'll be with you tomorrow. It's my "assumption", because at this point, it makes life "easier", but that's all that it is, an assumption. But maybe, if anything, this will serve as a reminder to try to do what I can, for God and for other people, while I still have the chance to do so.