The Rainbow Connection
Why are there so many songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions but only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide.
So we've been told and some
Choose to believe it.
I know they're wrong, wait and see.
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.
Who said that every wish
Would be heard and answered
When wished on the morning star?
Somebody thought of that,
And someone believed it
Look what it's done so far.
What's so amazing that keeps us stargazing,
And what do we think we might see.
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.
All of us under its spell
We know that it's probably magic.
Have you been half-asleep
And have you heard voices
I've heard them calling my name
Is this the sweet sound that
Calls the young sailors
The voice might be one and the same
I've heard it too many times to ignore it
It's something that I'm s'posed to be.
Someday we'll find it
The rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers, and me.
La da da dee da da do
La da da da da dee da do
Originally performed by Kermit the Frog
Lyrics and Music by Paul Williams and Ken Ascher
Do you have anything you don't really want to admit to your friends, much less yourself? (I'll make that a rhetorical, so don't worry about facing anything too soon.... ;) OK.....here I go.... I've got the nerve, the courage, the moxy. Not too long ago, I said outloud something I have been avoiding for a few months: I want to matter to someone. More acutely, I want to be loved. Sole crushingly, seriously, "can't live my life without you" loved. As I re-read my blog posts, I figure you, the faithful reader, already have this figured out. BUT I have been lying to myself that it doesn't matter and I can and will live without.
When you have your world view shattered and life dreams stolen, it is hard to consider allowing yourself to share your life with another. Not so sure I could find all the pieces of my heart to give away again anyway....
There are two beautiful little girls who don't need more confusion. It is hard enough for me to make sense of a failed marriage, so I can't fathom what it has meant to them. Every now and again, the Princess makes comments about daddy being gone. I almost had to pull off the road when she told me it was her fault her daddy move to a new place. I tear up typing it, and cringe facing it. So why dear Lord, do I have that innate desire to have someone around?
I guess that is where Kermit the Frog popped up. Poor Kermit
2 comments:
To quote Mitch and Mickey from A Mighty Wind:
Oh when the veil of dreams has lifted,
And the fairy tales
have all been told,
There's a kiss at the end of the rainbow;
More precious than a pot of gold.
I pray for you and the girls a lot. Love you. :*
where to start. I get it. I so wish I didn't, but I do. I think the fact that we are made for fellowship with each other (platonic and romantic), wanting to be loved really is something innate.
I want it too. There. I said it, admitted it too. It scares the bejeebies out of me to even consider trusting someone again, but I long for that.
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