It amazes me how powerful music can be. Do you ever hear a song that reminds you of yourself? So much so that it had to have been written about you? I had one of these epiphanies tonight. It is not the first time, and it won't be the last I'm sure. Most songs I have on this blog in some way express who I am, my beliefs, and my ideals. This particular song happens to be a one of my favorites since it describes my feelings and experiences of love (the romantic kind) so well. I haven't exactly met my exception yet. I've thought I did...a few times, but I was sadly mistaken. Not so sure I'm on my way to believing either, but it is a hopeful ending.
The Only Exception
When I was younger, I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart and I watched
As he tried to reassemble it
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart and I watched
As he tried to reassemble it
And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love if it does not exist
But darling, you are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways to make it alone
Or keep a straight face
And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable distance
And up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content with loneliness
Because none of it was ever worth the risk
But you are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof, it's not a dream, oh
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
You are the only exception
And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, and I'm on my way to believing
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