Lyrics to Love

Good morning....good afternoon....good evening....whatever time it is you are reading this, I thank you.

Did you read the post Time Out for Family Time from yesterday? Did you answer the question at the bottom?

Well....if you did, let's see if you got it right. These lyrics make you really think about family time and how quickly it slips through our fingers.

Courtesy of Doriana S

My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

Well, he came home from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then 

Cats In The Cradle, Sung by Harry Chapin

Love this song!

The lyrics to this song originally started out as a poem written by Sandra Gaston (Harry's wife). The inspiration for her poem came from her first husbands relationship with his father and a song she had heard once on the radio. Harry Chapin also said that this song reflects the relationship that he had with his own son....and "it scared him to death."

When I listen to this song, it scares me.....I get goose bumps and vow that I won't be like that. I swear to myself....I will change and spend as much time as I can with my kids.....but it's hard.

Lyrics to Love

As I sit here and watch the snow fall, I think of how beautiful life is.

Too often in this world, we find ourselves face to face with heartache and pain. We get lost in the maze of life and don't realize we haven't taken a breath until we are at the brink of drowning.

When I feel hope is lost or beyond my reach....when I feel that my voice will only be met by my echo...when I feel that my hands can not reach out and help....I take comfort in this song.

These lyrics are beautiful. Can you guess the artist?

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these

I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear

(chorus:)
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after

We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

chorus x1

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray (x3)

chorus x2

We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

Photo Courtesy of Chelsea Turner

Hands by Jewel

What song do you take comfort in? What lifts your spirits and makes you feel renewed?

Lyrics to Love

Words can be so powerful....they can paint a picture....they can conjure up a memory.....they can make you laugh and they can make you cry....they can inspire. I love words.

Because of my adoration for the written language, I have a great appreciation for song lyrics. I'm constantly dissecting the meanings to a song and I enjoy sharing my new finds with my friends.

I'm actually quite shocked when people don't really know the lyrics to a song that they are singing. I heard my husband humming and singing along to a new song the other day and when I asked him about the lyrics, he shook his head and said that he really didn't know what the song was about.

Really? How is that possible?

Now, I am a HUGE music fan and like most people, I love a catchy tune. You can often see me bopping in my car, singing at the top of my lungs to almost ever song on the radio; however, if that song doesn't have strong lyrics I eventually lose interest.

Although I believe that great lyrics will forever hold their meaning and speak to generations way beyond the time that they were written. My intention here is really just to post lyrics that I truly enjoy and find interesting or that speak to me personally.

If there is a song lyric or a verse that speaks to you, please share them with me I would love to see what you enjoy listening to and maybe find a new favorite song.

If this post does anything, I hope that it will inspire you to listen a little more closely to the lyrics of your favorite songs.

Here is one of my all time favorite songs. The lyrics are so touching and brings back many memories of my own. I hope you like it. Try and see if you can guess the name of the song & artist:

Met my old lover in the grocery store

The snow was falling Christmas Eve

I stood behind her in the frozen foods

And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first

But then her eyes flew open wide

She went to hug me and she spilled her purse 

And we laughed until we cried

We took her groceries to the check out stand

The food was totaled up and bagged

We stood there lost in our embarrassment

As the conversation lagged

We went to have ourselves a drink or two

But couldn't find an open bar

We bought a six-pack at the liquor store 

And we drank it in her car

We drank a toast to innocence

We drank a toast to now

We tried to reach beyond the emptiness

But neither one knew how

She said she's married her an architect

Who kept her warm and safe and dry

She would have liked to say she loved the man

But she didn't like to lie

I said the years had been a friend to her

And that her eyes were still as blue

But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw 

Doubt or gratitude

She said she saw me in the record stores

And that I must be doing well

I said the audience was heavenly

But the traveling was Hell

We drank a toast to innocence

We drank a toast to now

We tried to reach beyond the emptiness

But neither one knew how

We drank a toast to innocence

We drank a toast to time

Reliving, in our eloquence

Another "Auld Lang Syne"

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired

And running out of things to say

She gave a kiss to me as I got out

And I watched her drive away

Just for a moment I was back at school

And felt that old familiar pain

And, as I turned to make my way back home

The snow turned into rain

"Same Old Lang Syne" by Dan Fogelberg


This song was written by Dan after meeting a former girlfriend from high school. Everything is pretty much accurate except that she has green eyes and her husband (at the time) was not an architect.