Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis has reluctantly become one of those songs that gets played over and over again on my shiny new iPod. I didn't think much of it when I first heard her sing it on American Idol, but the light-as-a-cloud vocals and wistful sensuality has become a true summer song for me, much like Umbrella by Rihanna was for most of the country last summer.
I hear this song everywhere I go - I don't even need to play it out on my iPod, really. It accompanies me in the car, on my mom's XM radio, at the tanning salon, in promo ads for Gossip Girl. It's a song that plays comfortably in the background as I drive down the freeway, window open with my layered hair blowing, the sun shining down on my summer tan.
I wish I could spend all summer here in California like I did last summer, but the real world is calling this year. I'm still healthy and happy and I'm still in a good place, so I really don't need that three-month therapy period. It would still be nice, though... this is one of the best places in the world. Nothing will convince me otherwise.
But I don't care what they say, I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away but they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein that I keep on closing...
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