Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You’ve got the butterflies all tied up
Don’t make me chase you
Even doves have pride
How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold (World so cold)
Maybe I’m just too demanding
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She’s never satisfied (She’s never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other?
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry
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One of the greatest gifts I have received from my father=individual memories that I wish the world could see.
Even though I was never fond of dancing-He made me appreciate the purpose of “getting on the dance floor…to get comfortable with being uncomfortable.” He made me a pretty good Little League baseball player, by randomly tossing things my way, even if I wasn’t looking. He is 90-years-old, and will still attempt to do this. At 50-years-old, I believe, perhaps, that I have finally “caught on.”
Whenever I hear this song: It makes me think of my father coming home from one full-time job…on his way to another. He would have just enough time to shit, shower, and shave his way back to breaking his back for his family.
This song would come on, and my 13-year-old, Old Spice memories of Brute Aftershave suddenly merge with my modern-day, middle-aged mind…because, even though he was tired= he danced like crazy…He never failed to succeed because he wasn’t afraid to dance against all obstacles.~Daryl
Mayer Hawthorne reminds me of the old-school vibe that blessed music lovers with sounds from The Average White Band.~Daryl
For whatever reason, Michael never released this great track that featured his voice, and overall talent…in peak form. Like Prince, the stuff he has stored away in a vault is better than 90% of what todays artists could ever hope to present. ~Daryl