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More love from Harry...

So, this album came out when I was in high school. I listened to the tape so many times I wore it out - literally. Now I have it on my computer and the memories come back... riding around with Harry on a warm summer night... ah, Utah summer nights rock... :-)

Lyrics:


Blue Light, red Light
(Someone's There)

I live in a tiny closet
A lukewarm cold water flat
With room for a couple of cinders
A mouse, a hole, and a trap
I don't worry about the flights
Or count the stairs
'Cause I know
Someone's there

I took a high paying sweeping-up job
Dusting after somebody else
Seeing that there's
clean on the windows
Convincing the snow to melt
I don't worry about the ride
Or the subway fare
'Cause I know
Someone's there

One day we'll move uptown
Or even out to the country side
And for every leaf on a tree
We'll add one cub to the pride

Who cares if the floor ain't level
Or if the ceiling falls in
Haunted by the devil
And ghosts and boogeymen
I can't be concerned
Why should I care
No place I'd go alone would compare
'Cause I know
You're there

Comments

Deb said…
I know I've said this before, but you and my husband should totally hang out. You have so much in common with him, it's scary. Harry Connick Jr. is the soundtrack to our courtship. (When Harry Met Sally soundtrack and We Are In Love, mostly.)
December 16, 2010 at 7:05 PM
Bill Cobabe said…
I would love to get to know him better. He's quality, from what I gather from our brief encounters up to this point.

My ploy was always to bring Harry along on dates. That way if the conversation was boring, at least the music was good. And hey, since he's a total chick-magnet, maybe some of the aura would bleed off onto me... LOL!

Trombone players of the world UNITE!
December 17, 2010 at 8:13 AM
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