When I hear this song I think of a few particular friends who got so sick of me going on about my broken heart, they abandoned me. Because of that, I was more alone than I had ever been, here I was trying to deal with something all by myself. This song makes me wonder if there ever will be "someone I can talk to" and not have to worry about censoring myself and the topics that I feel I have talk about.
Beautiful things Are comin� my way Beautiful things I want them to stay But after a while My beautiful things Don�t seem beautiful at all Terrible things Like when you wake up And all of your dreams Seem to crack up Like things you have done Like breakin� my heart For you it don�t seem Terrible at all Is there someone I can talk to? Someone on the line? Does anybody want to hear What�s on my mind? Beautiful things Like leaves on a tree Beautiful things The sky and the sea Since you�ve been gone No beautiful things Seem beautiful to me Is there someone I can talk to? Someone out there on the line? Does anybody want to hear What�s on my mind? Make the grass grow in the garden When the rain is passin� by Does anybody want to know What�s on my mind?
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