I can't remember if I blogged this song before or not and I really don't care; I absolutely love it. I'd almost call it my favorite song, but we all know how my mood swings can affect my taste. First time I heard it I think was inhigh school. It just clicked, though , then I couldn't relate to it in any way, but I just understood what she meant.
Now, I realized, this is the typical pattern of person I fall for everytime. The "always the mysterious one with, dark eyes and careless hair" is my typical physical description of a special someone to my friends, "brilliant" is a quality I can't go without, "smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee" is the part that confuses me.. why do I always fall for smokers when I have serious objections to the principal, "philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, you loved Mozart" is for the fact that I tend to go for the cultured sophisticated type, who happen to have the opposite taste and beliefs than I do, which is, trust me, way harder to deal with than having someone who has no views on the matter.. why I do that to myself.. I have no idea, "fashionably sensitive but too cool to care" is the reason I always end up hurt, I guess. And finally " you'd speak of your loved ones", just to for the sake of complicating things more , I can now safely say, I became numb when the special someone would talk about his special someone. Miserable, right?!
Anyway, enough analysis, I leave you with the lyrics and a link to listen on YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvhknDLIjCU
Jewel - Foolish Games
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
Now, I realized, this is the typical pattern of person I fall for everytime. The "always the mysterious one with, dark eyes and careless hair" is my typical physical description of a special someone to my friends, "brilliant" is a quality I can't go without, "smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee" is the part that confuses me.. why do I always fall for smokers when I have serious objections to the principal, "philosophies on art, Baroque moved you, you loved Mozart" is for the fact that I tend to go for the cultured sophisticated type, who happen to have the opposite taste and beliefs than I do, which is, trust me, way harder to deal with than having someone who has no views on the matter.. why I do that to myself.. I have no idea, "fashionably sensitive but too cool to care" is the reason I always end up hurt, I guess. And finally " you'd speak of your loved ones", just to for the sake of complicating things more , I can now safely say, I became numb when the special someone would talk about his special someone. Miserable, right?!
Anyway, enough analysis, I leave you with the lyrics and a link to listen on YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvhknDLIjCU
Jewel - Foolish Games
You took your coat off and stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
And I watched from my window,
Always felt I was outside looking in on you.
You're always the mysterious one with
Dark eyes and careless hair,
You were fashionably sensitive
But too cool to care.
You stood in my doorway, with nothing to say
Besides some comment on the weather.
Well in case you failed to notice,
In case you failed to see,
This is my heart bleeding before you,
This is me down on my knees, and...
These foolish games are tearing me apart,
And your thoughtless words are breaking my heart.
You're breaking my heart.
You're always brilliant in the morning,
Smoking your cigarettes and talking over coffee.
Your philosophies on art, Baroque moved you.
You loved Mozart and you'd speak of your loved ones
As I clumsily strummed my guitar.
You'd teach me of honest things
Things that were daring, things that were clean
Things that knew what an honest dollar did mean
So I hid my soiled hands behind my back
Somewhere along the line I must've gone off track with you
Well, excuse me, guess I've mistaken you for somebody else,
Somebody who gave a damn,
Somebody more like myself.
You took your coat off,
Stood in the rain,
You're always crazy like that.
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