Story Behind The Song
WHILE WRITING AND RECORDING THIS SONG I THOUGHT OF MY MOTHER...MOM USED TO TAKE ME TO EVERY FREE CONCERT WE COULD GET TO ON A BI-STATE BUS...POWELL SYMPHONY HALL, THE MUNY OPERA, CONCERTS IN THE PARK AND AT UNIVERSITIES...THAT WAS MY TRAINING...I HAVE LITTLE FORMAL MUSIC EDUCATION BUT A GOD-GIVEN GIFT FOR MUSIC...I'M SURE THAT EARLY EXPOSURE IS WHY I WRITE SONGS IN SO MANY GENRES...THANKS MOM... YOU WERE MY FIRST MUSIC MENTOR...
Song Description
WHILE WRITING AND RECORDING THIS SONG I THOUGHT OF MY MOTHER...MOM USED TO TAKE ME TO EVERY FREE CONCERT WE COULD GET TO ON A BI-STATE BUS...POWELL SYMPHONY HALL, THE MUNY OPERA, CONCERTS IN THE PARK AND AT UNIVERSITIES...THAT WAS MY TRAINING...I HAVE LITTLE FORMAL MUSIC EDUCATION BUT A GOD-GIVEN GIFT FOR MUSIC...I'M SURE THAT EARLY EXPOSURE IS WHY I WRITE SONGS IN SO MANY GENRES...THANKS MOM... YOU WERE MY FIRST MUSIC MENTOR...
Song Length |
4:17 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening, Pop - Classic |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Poignant, Moving |
Subject |
Lost Love, Breaking Up |
Similar Artists |
Lionel Richie, Kenny Rogers |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
I've thought about you since the day you left
As each day goes by I've had my regrets
I know this for sure...Heartache has found me
It's bringing me down...It's all around me
I know that it's true-I'm not over you
The lonely teardrops fall just like the rain
I won't even try to hide all the pain
I will let go of what's left of my pride
It's time to admit how I feel inside
I know that it's true-I'm not over you
Sometimes I get lost in your memory
I go back in time and you're all I see
I can't be too sure... I brush back the tears
Now that you are gone...It's perfectly clear
I know that it's true-I'm not over you
The lonely teardrops fall just like the rain
I won't even try to hide all the pain
I will let go of what's left of my pride
It's time to admit how I feel inside
I know that it's true-I'm not over you
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