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Pastimes : Come Play With Me - 'Name That Tune' -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Nittany Lion who wrote (9181)	3/3/2000 9:39:00 PM
From: Zakrosian	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 10709

A song I like so much I drove around the block three times so I could hear the whole thing - Glad to hear I'm not the only one who does that Yeah, I do that pretty frequently. I remember about 25 years ago the first time I heard a tune that became my all-time favorite - I wanted to hear the end of it so I drove around the block...again and again and again. It turned out to be about 20 minutes long. How about another from the Cowsills era: In a little while from now If I'm not feeling any less sour I promise myself to treat myself And visit a nearby tower And climbing to the top will throw myself off In an effort to make it clear to whoever What it's like when you're shattered Left standing in the lurch at a church Where people saying: "My God, that's tough" "She stood him up" "No point in us remaining" "We may as well go home" As I did on my own _____ _____, _________ To think that only yesterday I was cheerful, bright and gay Looking forward to who wouldn't do The role I was about to play? But as if to knock me down Reality came around And without so much as a mere touch Cut me into little pieces Leaving me to doubt Talk about God in His mercy Who if He really does exist Why did He desert me? In my hour of need I truly am indeed _____ ____, _________ It seems to me that there are more hearts Broken in the world that can't be mended Left unattended What do we do? What do we do? <instrumental interlude> _____ _____, _________ Looking back over the years And whatever else that appears I remember I cried when my father died Never wishing to hide the tears And at sixty-five years old My mother, God rest her soul Couldn't understand why the only man She had ever loved had been taken Leaving her to start with a heart so badly broken Despite encouragement from me No words were ever spoken And when she passed away I cried and cried all day _____ ____, ________ _____ ____, ________ Kind of strange - until I found the lyrics, I never realized just how depressing that song was.