I've always heard that most people's regrets are not the things they did, but those they didn't do. Mine are the same.
Sometimes I regret that I was a 'good girl' when I was in high school. I studied hard, read a lot, made good grades. I skipped the dances, the prom, the late nights 'cruising Broad' with boys. Ya, I regret that.
Sometimes I regret that it seemed so important to me to be a 'virgin' when I married. Somehow now that seems way over-rated. I said 'no' to a young man I truly loved when I was 16. Ya, I regret that.
Odd thoughts for a cool, rainy, fall evening I suppose. But being alone tonight, tired, and knowing full well the opportunities for that kind of joy and love are long since past, ya, tonight I have regrets.
Tomorrow, in the morning light, good sense will once again prevail, and I will realize my life is most likely better because of those 'wise decisions' way back then. But right now, ya, those regrets are strong.
Regrets .. ya, I have a few.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Friday Flashback - 1966 - The Left Banke
'Walk Away Renee'
The Left Banke
And for those of you who didn't sing it over and over and over ..
And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame
From deep inside the tears that I'm forced to cry
From deep inside the pain that I chose to hide
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now, as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me, it cries
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now, as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me, it cries
Your name and mine inside a heart upon a wall
Still finds a way to haunt me though they're so small
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame
The Left Banke
And for those of you who didn't sing it over and over and over ..
And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame
From deep inside the tears that I'm forced to cry
From deep inside the pain that I chose to hide
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now, as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me, it cries
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
Now, as the rain beats down upon my weary eyes
For me, it cries
Your name and mine inside a heart upon a wall
Still finds a way to haunt me though they're so small
Just walk away, Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame
Friday, October 21, 2011
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