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| Dining al fresco at a fave local spot: Cafe Porta Alba |
When the day was just getting started, this song started blaring internally:
I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me
Still here we are, both of us lonely
Longing for shelter from all that we see
Why should we worry, no one will care girl
Look at the stars so far away
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
Yes, the version in my head is Bob Seger's, which is the one linked above. As much I have an affinity for Kenny Rodgers, he really can't do this song justice like Bob can, whether he's accompanied by Sheena Easton or by his longtime friend and collaborator, Dolly Parton. Even Phillip Phillips, back in his American Idol days, covered this classic (and also fell short of Bob's version):
Deep in my soul, I've been so lonely
All of my hopes, fading away
I've longed for love, like everyone else does
I know I'll keep searching, even after today
So there it is girl, I've said it all now
And here we are babe, what do you say?
We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow?
We've got tonight babe
Why don't you stay?
At dinner, I made a tearful toast, and as we climbed on our bikes to ride back home, I cried as these words boomed inside my head:
I know it's late, I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me...
Part of me knows I'll be alright. Part of me knows that if this is happening, it is happening for good reason. But it feels more like trying to rip off my right arm with my left: there's no way to pull hard enough to make it come loose, and besides, why would I want to try to live without my right arm?
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