Monday, May 9, 2011

I am really glad there are three versions of the song "You Don't Know Me" which I really love...

...because I listened to that song a million times over the past few days and it's good to have some variation.

It's nice to know somebody else had the same exact feelings and put them into a song. I'm not the first person to feel this way and I won't be the last. I do hate that you can't "feminize" this song and unless I'm singing about a man who has walked-off with another man (oddly, that has never happened to me), that "lucky guy" line is the only thing that doesn't 100% fit.

Sometimes closure takes many years to find, and sometimes you need to go far away from home (or a lot further than you usually go when you're as much as a homebody as I am) to get that closure...and know that  the people you can really count on to call and cry and overanalyze everything to are always just a phone call away. (And they'll also never say "I told you so." That's the best part about these friends.)

The truth is, the right person would never come with a ton of things to overanalyze and you'd never walk away crying from that right person.  If things were meant to be, they would have been...and they weren't...and that's going to have to be okay.

I'm a little backwards...I'm hopelessly romantic...and I'm probably extremely naive. I keep wondering when I'm going to finally grow-out of it all, but I don't think that I ever really will. Maybe this closure will be a major step towards that.

It definitely still can hurt quite a bit...but..."without a hurt, the heart is hollow", right?


(For the record, those three versions are:
Peter Cincotti

Harry Connick, Jr.

Michael Buble

You give your hand to me
Then you say hello
I can hardly speak
My heart is beating so
And anyone can tell
You think you know me well
But you don't know me

No, you don't know the one
Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips
And longs to hold you tight
Oh I'm just a friend
That's all I've ever been
'Cause you don't know me

I never knew
The art of making love
Though my heart aches
With love for you
Afraid and shy
I've let my chance to go by
The chance that you might
Love me, too

You give your hand to me
And then you say good-bye
I watch you walk away
Beside the lucky guy
You'll never never know
The one who loves you so
Well, you don't know me

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