Monday, August 16, 2004


A marriage on the rocks. After 2 kids. Nothing exceptionally new, save that this time it's happening to a couple I know, a couple whom I remember (through photos) cuddling me as a 3 yr old tot at an English railway station. Tell me this isn't depressing news. Hey, we are all fallible, aren't we. But that doesn't stop me from wanting to cry out against the wanton injustice, the hurt that's been caused. Dammit. I must admit, it stings and part of me withdraws more into my shell each time a piece of news like that reaches my ears. If it can happen to them, why won't it happen to me (or you)? What makes or breaks? What gives? God knows. Only God knows... And this song keeps playing itself over and over again in my mind, the so-called sacrificial theme being mocked by the biting satire of this transient love that the world now knows these days.


If I Ain't Got You
by Alicia Keys

Some people live for the fortune
Some people live just for the fame
Some people live for the power yea
Some people live just to play the game
Some people think that the physical things
Define whats within and i've been
There before but that life's a bore
So full of the superficial

And some people want it all
But i don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If i ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If i ain't got you yea

Some people search for a fountain
Promises forever young
Some people need three dozen roses
And thats the only way to prove you love them
Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be
No one to share
No one who truely cares for me

And some people want it all
But i dont want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If i ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If i ain't got you you you

And some people want it all
But i dont want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If i ain't got you baby
Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If i aint got you yea
If i aint got you wit me baby oh ooh said
nothin in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If i ain't got you wit me baby

Yvonne | 9:45 AM |
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