Another of my passions which are taking a few months ago, just this summer, is country music with all that has been linked to the views of the wild southwest.
It is a ballad that makes me go crazy - fully satisfying the saccharine sentimentalist in me - is " You'll Think Of Me" of that wonderful piece of man of Keith Urban, who is not only the husband of Nicole Kidman, but also a touching country singer.
here's the video:
The song is about a man who suffers from the abandonment of the woman he loves, but which responds to this suffering, warning that he will come out from the pain he feels, and that in future she will rethink their love between regret and remorse. Here is the text:
You'll Think Of Me
I woke up early this morning around 4am With the moon shining
bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been tryin' my best to get along
But that's OK
There's nothing left to say, but
RIT:
I woke up early this morning around 4am With the moon shining
bright as headlights on the interstate
I pulled the covers over my head and tried to catch some sleep
But thoughts of us kept keeping me awake
Ever since you found yourself in someone else's arms
I've been tryin' my best to get along
But that's OK
There's nothing left to say, but
RIT:
Take your records, take your freedom
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cap and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So
Rit.
Take your memories I don't need'em
Take your space and take your reasons
But you'll think of me
And take your cap and leave my sweater
'Cause we have nothing left to weather
In fact I'll feel a whole lot better
But you'll think of me, you'll think of me
I went out driving trying to clear my head
I tried to sweep out all the ruins that my emotions left
I guess I'm feeling just a little tired of this
And all the baggage that seems to still exist
It seems the only blessing I have left to my name
Is not knowing what we could have been
What we should have been
So
Rit.
Someday I'm gonna run across your mind
Don't worry, I'll be fine
I'm gonna be alright
While you're sleeping with your pride
Wishing I could hold you tight
I'll be over you
And on with my life
So
RIT
And you're gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday
And you're gonna think of me
Oh someday baby, someday
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