I want to tell her how I feel, I want to show her the racing love that I feel for her. ![]() There’s a red stained wall that grows between mothers and daughters. Makes today seem rather sad, so much has changed. Her kiss on my cheek lingers still, and despite all the other little girls’ looks, it felt like a magic touch that may have worked-considering I didn’t cry on stage. My mom knelt down to me backstage, smiling at me and encouraging me-I’ll do great. My first dance recital is a baby blue blur, shiny tap shoes on small feet. Lookin’ back on how it was in years gone by and the good times that I had,įeathers in my hair, the first time I wore red lipstick. She won’t be enough, and I’ll never know another care so selfless as the care of my mother. A stranger who will not understand how I need a cold ice water beside my bed. A stranger who will not sing ‘Strawberry Fields’ to me as I fall asleep. I will go on my own, I will live with a stranger. When they get to the part when he’s breakin’ her heart, it can really make me cry.Īnd next year I will leave her, and leaving her is the last thing I want to do. She told me something that night I’ll never forget. She looked at me with the most sentimental of eyes, and although I expected her to feel sad and resentful towards me, she smiled. I hate being the youngest, I hate being the one to rip away all that’s left of youth from my parents. The night before my seventeenth birthday, I pulled back from my mom’s embrace with tears in my eyes. But her voice was a kind of home it was my mother, it was my mother’s voice. ![]() Her voice was such a comfort-it wasn’t perfect pitch it was a high school production of Grease’s Sandy. I wish she still sang to me now, but we both know it can never be like that again. Laying in my bed, my blanket beside me with a pink heart sewn in, covering up the time I burned it on the stove. My mother’s voice echoed in my ears, singing every wo-o-wo-o. Those were such happy times and not so long ago. I hadn’t heard it in years-maybe I had never heard the original song, Karen Carpenter reflecting on her youth and the sha-la-la-las that made her smile, laugh, cry. I recognized the words, and I sang along like every lyric was stored in a locked box with a melody sensitive keypad. FYI, their iconic hit “ Top of the World” was also included in this album.When I was young I listened to the radio waiting for my favorite songs. This classic was also featured on the Carpenters’ 1978 collection album titled “The Carpenters Collection”. “Yesterday Once More” was released by A&M Records on 2 June 1973 as part of the Carpenters’ fifth album, “Now & Then”. Also, it broke the top 5 in Belgium, Japan, the ![]() The track also peaked at number two on the Billboard Hot 100Īnd UK Singles Chart. Oricon International Singles Chart. Indeed the Carpenters have a massive (Adult Contemporary and US Cash Box) as well as Canada Top Singles and the The distinction of being the best-selling track, globally, that the duo hasĪnd in that regard, it topped two of Billboard’s lists Is arguably the Carpenters’ biggest success. His personal favorite amongst the songs he has written.Īnd that is logical, considering that “Yesterday Once More” Richard Carpenter reportedly stated in the past that this is Daugherty also worked quite extensively with the Richard Carpenter wrote this song alongside the Carpenters’
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