Song of the day- Sort of
So I've come pretty down to the wire on today/tonights/you probably won't read this till tomorrow/ blog. But it hasn't been from lack of trying. However what sometimes happens is I fall down a youtube rabbit whole and may or may not have somehow found myself spending hours looking at Emma Stone and Andrew Garfield cute clips. But somehow I was lead back to a pretty much song of the day go to aka anything Ingrid Michaelson writes. Now my love affair didn't really start with Ingrid till this song found me randomly on my ipod shuffle one day in grad school and I've been trying to find a live version of it since then, so see sometimes my rabbit holes help me.
Sure girl angst music is pretty much who I am and today's song were one of those that stopped me dead in my tracks mainly for that added hook at the end of the verse "my love's too big for you my love." And I thought oh that's my problem, or at least at the time. Coming off 5 months of being a missionary and learning to love extreme was hard to reign in that type of feeling 24/7. It was almost like word vomit, once my heart opened just a little I couldn't stop myself, which was pretty awkward for strangers in public places or me and anyone around me who knew I was used to controlling my emotions.
And though it was a hard transition back to the "real world", I look back now and miss it. And a part of me is sad that now I'm stronger and re-remembered how to avoid getting hurt by love. So for all of us who aren't stronger and who love big, keep those arms open, this one's for you.
Baby you've got the sort of hands to rip me apart
And baby you've got the sort of face to start this old heart
But your eyes are warning me this early morning
That my love's too big for you my love
Baby you've got the sort of laugh that waters me
And makes me grow tall and strong and proud and flattens me
I find you stunning, but you are running me down
My love's too big for you my love
My love's too big for you my love
And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
But here I am and here we go again
Baby you've got the sort of eyes that tell me tales
That your sort of mouth just will not say, the truth impales
That you don't need me, but you won't leave me
My love's too big for you my love
My love's too big for you my love
And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
But here I am and here we go again
Tell me what to do to take away the you?
And if I was stronger then I would tell you no.
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
But here I am and here we go again
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