Little Moments/ Our Song

Well I'll never forget the first time that I heard
That pretty mouth say that dirty word
And I can't even remember now what she backed my truck into
But she covered her mouth and her face got red
And she just looked so darn cute
That I couldn't even act like I was mad
Yeah I live for little moments like that

Well that's just like last year on my birthday
She lost all track of time and burnt the cake
And every smoke detector in the house was goin' off
And she was just about to cry until I took her in my arms
And I tried not to let her see me laugh
Yeah I live for little moments like that

I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me
And I thank god that she isn't 'cause how boring would that be
It's the little imperfections it's the sudden change in plans
When she misreads the directions and we're lost but holdin' hands
Yeah I live for little moments like that

When she's layin' on my shoulder on the sofa in the dark
And about the time she falls asleep so does my right arm
And I want so bad to move it 'cause it's tinglin' and it's numb
But she looks so much like and angel that I don't wanna wake her up
Yeah I live for little moments
When she steals my heart again and doesn't even know it
Yeah I live for little moments like that



I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
He's got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
The other on my heart

I look around, turn the radio down
He says, Baby is something wrong??
I say, Nothing I was just thinking
How we don't have a song? and he says

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know

Our song is the way you laugh
The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

I was walking up the front porch steps
After everything that day
Had gone all wrong or been trampled on
And lost and thrown away

Got to the hallway, well, on my way
To my lovin' bed
I almost didn't notice all the roses
And the note that said

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know

Our song is the way you laugh
The first date man, I didn't kiss her and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again

I've heard every album, listened to the radio
Waited for something to come along
That was as good as our song

'Cause our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on his window
When we're on the phone and he talks real slow
'Cause it's late and his mama don't know

Our song is the way he laughs
The first date man, I didn't kiss him and I should have
And when I got home, 'fore I said amen
Asking God if He could play it again
Play it again, oh, yeah, oh, oh, yeah

I was riding shotgun with my hair undone
In the front seat of his car
I grabbed a pen and an old napkin
And I wrote down our song


OK so today is a 2 parter and yes Brad is making another appearance but I think I told you before that this would happen..so here we go.. Why 2 songs and why these 2 together? Well I'll tell ya.

I have recently been informed (albeit jokingly of course) that my bar is set to high on what I look for in a guy.. So we look to country songs for inspiration.. Nope sorry I don't drive a pick up or live in a trailer and I'm pretty sure my own life would qualify as a country song in some states.

BP- Little Moments:
He loves her so much and her little quirks. The smallest most insignificant things she does mean the world to him. He notices things that most people don't. He loves for for all the good and bad and in between. She burned his cake and he laughed but hid it from her. He was not mad at her, was not disappointed, he thought it was cute. Little thing's, little moments are precious is they are shared and are noticed. I want someone who notices the little things. Who loves me- quirks and all..
I know she's not perfect but she tries so hard for me
And I thank god that she isn't 'cause how boring would that be
It's the little imperfections it's the sudden change in plans
When she misreads the directions and we're lost but holdin' hands
Yeah I live for little moments like that
Perfect is boring and there are good things that can come from mistakes and memories made from things you never would have expected. That's what you'll remember!!!! Don't look at those as ruined plans, look at them as new adventures. People aren't perfect. Don't expect them to be.

TS- Our Song
Yes we all know how cheesy it is but pretty much every couple I know has one. The song that was playing when the met, a song that reminds them of each other, their wedding song etc. I had some doozies in HS but hey it was the 80s/early 90s so that's what we had to work with.. but this song.. about figuring out what your song should be.. is not a song at all. We all know I love music and use it to express so many things. But I love this song, I love the idea. Our song isn't a song sung by someone else. It's your voice on the phone, the sound of the door shutting, the memories of time spent together. It's unique, not shared by millions of other people and it changes every day. But when you have those little thing/those little moments that you can turn into Your song (see how I did that sweet little tie in there LOL).. Thats what love is. That's what it's about. That's what I want.
I don't need the epic love story, the white knight on his high and mighty steed, the Prince Charming who can only save me with true loves kiss.. But if I can look back on it and say dang that was epic.. The way I saw it, they way I felt it.. the way WE made it that way.. then it will be right! Oh and I'm sorry that my bar is too high but I won't ever lower it. I made that mistake before I know where the bar should be.. (and not meeting people in a bar helps too)..LOL.
I'm not sure if I believe in true love, love at first sight, soul mates and the one that got away but I'd like to believe that I do and someday I'm sure I'll know that they all do exist. Until then.. *Sigh.

Stereo Hearts

My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Oh oh,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
So sing-a-long to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh
To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh,
So sing a long to my stereo

If I was just another dusty record on the shelf,
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else,
If I asked you to scratch my back could you handle that,
Like yikky yea Travie I can handle that,
Further more I apologize for any skipping tracks,
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple tracks,
I used to used to used to now I'm over that,
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts,
If I could only find the note to make you understand,
Now sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand,
Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you

My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Oh oh,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
So sing-a-long to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh
To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh,
So sing a long to my stereo

If I was an old school 50 pound boom box,
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk,
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops,
And turn it higher when they told you to stop,
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me,
When you have to purchase mad D Batteries,
Appreciate every mix tape your friends made,
You never know we come and go like on the interstate,
I think I finally found the note to make you understand,
If you can hear then sing a long and take you by the hand,
Just keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you

My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Oh oh,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
So sing-a-long to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh
To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh,
So sing a long to my stereo

I only you pray you never leave me behind,
Because good music can be so hard to find,
Ill take your head and hold it closer to mine,
Thought love was dead but now you're changing my mind,
YEAAAAAAA

My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Oh oh,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
So sing-a-long to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh, Oh oh oh
To my stereo
Oh oh oh oh,
So sing a long to my stereo

OK so.. this song.. Why? Well duh.. it explains pretty much how every musician or music lover feels about music. Music is life. Music is love. Music can define you. Music can express so much! I am not a huge fan of the song itself but it's growing on me and I LOVE the lyrics and the message it conveys!

it's not a sappy love song but it works.. and of course it's my life long dream to have someone write a song for or about me.. and since that hasn't happened yet.. well I'd like to imagine it would be something similar to this one.. using music literally to express feelings of love and devotion. Using music as a metaphor. Plus it's my blog and I can feel that way if I want to. So there :P

My hearts a stereo,
It beats for you so listen close,
Hear my thoughts in every note,
Make me your radio,
Turn me up when you feel low,
This melody was meant for you,
Music is in the soul, turn to me when you need me. Music is one of my biggest stress relievers. It speaks to you. It holds special meanings.

If I was an old school 50 pound boom box,
Would you hold me on your shoulder wherever you walk,
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops,
And turn it higher when they told you to stop,
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me,
When you have to purchase mad D Batteries,
Appreciate every mix tape your friends made,
You never know we come and go like on the interstate,

How far would you go for love, would you shout it from the roof tops? Would you let everyone know it? Appreciate and learn from the past. Life is short. People come in and out of your life all the time. Don't write them off, lock the memories in a drawer, in your mind or in your heart. They are special. Not all love is perfect either. You love someone for so many reasons. Even if they are an old school 50 pound boom box and not a shiny brand new Ipod Touch. Hold that boom box up high, be proud. Love it with all you have. Turn it up as loud as it goes, smile. Be happy! Be loved.

Further more I apologize for any skipping tracks,
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple tracks,
I used to used to used to now I'm over that,
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts,
If I could only find the note to make you understand,
Now sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand,
Keep it stuck inside your head like your favorite tune,
And know my hearts a stereo that only plays for you

Everyone has a past. Someone who was their first love, someone who damaged them a little someone who may have broke them at one time only to make them recover and come out stronger later. It's in the past. Leave it there. Don't let it hold you back from finding love again. Don't let someone else's past mistakes ruin something that could be wonderful for you with someone else.

I'm sure this song may have other meanings and it may even be just a song.. But I really like the lyrics and the message. Since it's my secret (or not so secret) desire to write a book someday, seeing writing like this even in a song is inspiring. Not sure the genre of music is the best format for it to be in but it works I suppose and not every love song can sound like a Celine Dion song, right?? LOL. Plus anytime I try to start and write it comes out like song lyrics or a Nicholas Sparks book that have already been written... Maybe someday I'll learn that life isn't a Nick Sparks novel or Katherine Heigel movie but for now I still hold out hope that someday it just might be for me! Is that so wrong? Guess I need to work on that whole leading man or lead singer part first tho huh?


"Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.”

Kristi