I Love You

- Another lament on transitions, on differences. A lovely soul that I spent several years with, thinking once again that this was the one. In my heart, I saw our future, our life out into old age together. I moved off to college and thought that regular calls, and a few visits a month could make it work. But in retrospect, I realize that even with my proclamations of love, missed the boat in not offering her more space in my life.  I knew I needed to go to college, but beyond taking her on the tour of the college with me, I could have, should have offered her some strands of my life to weave us together with.  I could have proposed, but the time wasn't right.  I could have at least shared more of my then vision for us - or perhaps I did, and now fool my self in thinking that I could have persuaded her, had I only shown her my vision more clearly.  I could have offered her to move to the college town with me, but that would have uprooted her life, for an unsure future with me.  This song is the closest to "country" that I've gotten in a song that I actually recorded. December of 1988.

           I love you

I love you, I love you, I love, she once said
As if that really matters, now that our love's dead
And all of the memories, all the moments we spend,
It all comes to nothing, when you loose them, again.

I thought I found the woman, who would love me for life,
Sometime in the future, we would be man and wife,
But somehow that's all different, now that her love ends,
Now the woman, that loved me, is barely a friend.

I love her, I love her, I love her, I cried,
And if love doesn't mater, than what good is life?
If only, she would love me, as more than a friend,
She'd love me, I'd love her, we'd be lovers, again.

(C) 2011 Dave Cox