A girl like her
Jessie by Joshua Kadison
From a phone booth in Vegas, Jessie calls at 5 a.m.
to tell me how she’s tired of all of them.
She says, “Baby, I been thinking ’bout a trailer by the sea.
We could go to Mexico…you, the cat, and me.
We’ll drink tequila and look for sea shells.
Now, doesn’t that sound sweet?”Oh, Jessie, you always do this every time I get back on my feet.
Jessie paint your pictures ’bout how it’s gonna be.
By now I should know better, your dreams are never free.
But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea;
Jessie you can always sell any dream to me.
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Do you know anyone whom you haven’t kept in contact for a while. And then suddenly one day, that person called you and tells you about her life.
You would put down whatever you are doing and just sit there listening to her, how her life had been.
No, you might not have any feelings for the person, but somehow, you would always find time for her. Why, you don’t know.
eh I hope she never calls, hehehe. Bah.
nice one!
I wish i have the guts to call that someone, instead of dreaming about it with tears streaming down my face in the middle of the night.
I love this song. Kinda sad actually… Well, that aside, I think why we are so captivated by longlost pals who call is that we want to know what the hell happened to them, etc.
cos big soft spot? I don’t know…