Take a chance on me

In the midst of what feels like (but has not been clearly defined as) a breakup, my love was kind enough to pick up my party of five (my parents being the other two on the trip) from the airport in the wee hours of the morning upon our return from Mexico. Even given both travel exhaustion and some pretty big questions about the status of our relationship, I felt, as I invariably do, a rush of warmth and ardor upon seeing him again. Which I find reassuring, somehow, a sort of validation, whatever we decide to do.

Anyway, when we finally got home and fell into bed, we set the alarm to make sure I'd get up in time to teach my Sunday morning yoga class. As it turns out, we did not need the alarm, as we were up wrestling with the aforementioned big questions.

Still, with my tears of sadness and exhaustion and his own jumble of emotions, we appreciated that the ipod alarm clock, usually unwilling to wake us to music, chose this particular morning to come on blaring this, of all songs:

If you change your mind, I'm the first in line
Honey I'm still free
Take a chance on me
If you need me, let me know, gonna be around
If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down
If you're all alone when the pretty birds have flown
Honey I'm still free
Take a chance on me
Gonna do my very best and it ain't no lie
If you put me to the test, if you let me try

Take a chance on me
(That's all I ask of you honey)
Take a chance on me

We can go dancing, we can go walking, as long as we're together
Listen to some music, maybe just talking, get to know you better
'Cos you know I've got
So much that I wanna do, when I dream I'm alone with you
It's magic
You want me to leave it there, afraid of a love affair
But I think you know
That I can't let go...