A Song With Significance

Inspired by Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop.


Prompt 5.) A song with significance.

The following is written tongue and cheek.  I have no plans to hurt myself, nor do I wish to offend anyone.

I think that if I lived my teens and twenties in the 1970’s, I never would have made it out alive.  All those loves songs and sappy lyrics that when you are suffering from a broken heart make you feel that they wrote the song just for YOU and you wallow in their sadness.

America, The Carpenters (oh, please!) and Bread, oh, no, not Bread!

Yes, Bread. Here is a little “taste” of what I call “Lyrics to Kill Yourself By”: (and you thought you had to worry about Ozzy Osbourne?)

Everything I Own

You sheltered me from harm.

Kept me warm, kept me warm

You gave my life to me

Set me free, set me free

The finest years I ever knew

Were all the years I had with you

I would give anything I own,

Give up me life, my heart, my home.

I would give everything I own,

Just to have you back again.

You taught me how to love,

What it’s of, what it’s of.

You never said too much,

But still you showed the way,

And I knew from watching you.

Nobody else could ever know

The part of me that can’t let go.

I would give anything I own,

Give up me life, my heart, my home.

I would give everything I own

Just to have you back again.

Just to touch you once again.

Can you feel my pain?

I know a lot about love songs because I used to be an on-air radio personality and used to play a lot of them.  And sometimes I would be working odd hours where I was all alone and the water works would come.  “Oh, “Steve”, why can’t it be me? Why? Why?”

You get my drift.

The song with the most significance to me is a lesser known song by Chicago, that was popular on the Adult Contemporary Charts in the early 90’s.  And I had to play it, a lot.

Ready for some torture?

You Come to My Senses (with my commentary in italics)

(Okay, yes, I’m a girl and my love is a guy, not like the song says, but it’s still the perfect fit)

I picture you on the beach

Lying in the sand

Out of reach of my trembling hands

I picture you in the car

Blonde hair in the wind

I picture you in my arms

And the touch of your skin

The smile on your face

The way that you taste

(Alright, so we were never on the beach together, and he didn’t have blonde hair that blew in the wind, but so what?)


You come to my senses

Every time I close my eyes

I have no defenses

Driving home in the cold

January rain

I’ve got to find my way out of this pain

(Ohhhh, we broke up in the winter time, and “Larry”, it’s been so long and I can’t find my way out of THIS PAIN!)

I reached for you in the night

I dreamed of your kiss

I woke before it got light

With your name on m lips

Alone in my bed

Your voice in my head

(Oh, Larry, I cry myself to sleep every night, missing you next to me, I dream of you, and then when I wake up in the morning I cry some more because you really weren’t there!)


Oh, oh, oh, I picture you in my arms

And the touch of your skin

The smile on your face

The way that you taste

(You are in my every waking, sleeping, breathing thought, Larry!  Larry, come back to me, I love you more than she ever will!”

You come to my senses

I can’t stop this ache inside

Oh, I have no defenses

You come to my senses


(you get the idea)

And then I would have to dry my tears, blow my nose and come on they air and in a nice soothing voice say, “It’s Chicago, You Come to My Senses, on Happy, 103.1 FM)

I used to tell Larry how I would cry about him during all of the love songs, because we always remained good friends, (even worse!)  and he used to say, “You, you’re alone too much.  You’re working nights and you’re listening to all these songs and they’re driving you crazy!  You…you need to get some cats or something.”

And so I did.

And after a WHILE, it got better, and now I’m happily married with a child….and, you know the rest.

But whenever I hear that song, which is now pretty rare, I still tear up.

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About mamasick

Emily Cullen is a pen-name. I suffer from chronic illnesses and diseases which include Bipolar Disorder, Asthma, Diabetes and Fibromyalgia. I had battled Lupus and Rheumatoid Arthritis but there is no longer evidence of me having these diseases and my Rheumatologist has declared them to be "burnt out" of my system. I am separated from my husband, “Grant”. Our son, “Tyler” was born in September of 2006 and suffers from tics and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and is delayed in fine and gross motor skills. In my blog I seek to let sick moms know that they are not the only ones going through this, and to educate people about what can happens when one becomes catastrophically ill. I also strive to break down stereotypes of what a “Welfare Mom” is like. Anything that I have gone through due to being sick, is written on the pages of Mama Sick.
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12 Responses to A Song With Significance

  1. Barbara says:

    What a great song choice. I can’t even imagine what it would be like being a radio personality during a break-up especially having to listen to those songs.

  2. Kristi says:

    LOL I can remember driving around my small town at the age of 16…singing Everything I Own…at the top of my lungs! Breakups are so traumatic at that age. (well, any age actually!)
    I love music so I thank you for sharing this. Great post that made me smile!

    Stopping by from Mama Kat’s

  3. SnipeWife says:

    I only know the more radio popular 70s/80s songs … the ones with lyrics you can’t explain: A Horse with No Name or Africa or Does Anyone Really Know What Time It Is… You’ve changed my perspective on 70s music. DH wants to know if you’ve heard the If I Were a Carpenter album. Thanks for visiting… from Mama Kat’s

  4. Kristi ~ Artsea says:

    Ahhh… I love bread! Especially that song by them!!! Nice pick!

  5. Jennifer says:

    You crack me up! I laughed out loud about the cat thing… Great post. Just one thing to add though… Taylor Swift, almost every one of her songs are like that… You Belong with me, Teardrops on my guitar, blah blah blah… Makes me wish I was 17 again so I have a reason to cry over this crap… ‘scuse me while I go look for my shotgun…

  6. Mrs4444 says:

    Maybe it’s wrong, but I smiled all the way through this; I have lots of drama-filled memories, such as REO’s classic break-up song, Time for Me to Fly. I wouldn’t go back to those days for anything!

    Thanks for linking up! 🙂

  7. lisleman says:

    “Lyrics to Kill Yourself By” – what a gory category – I like it because sometimes the lyrics are way over the top.
    In the Bread (not my favorite band – give me Alice Cooper any day over them) song “Give up my life” I think means give up his daily life style not actually suicide. But maybe those words were not what caused you to categorize the song this way.
    From the outside – I often thought a radio DJ job would be fantastic but I don’t have a radio voice.
    BTW – thanks for the visit

  8. Matty says:

    I grew up in the 70’s, and I remember those songs. Bread was a popular group back then, and I even liked them. Haven’t heard one of their songs in many years now. Ah yes, the memories.

  9. I was a product of those songs… Loved the post!

    Visiting from Mrs. 4444’s Sampling.

  10. admin says:

    For listlemen,

    I must respectfully disagree, about the “Give Up My Life” lyric. I think he really means his life…”just to have you, once again”, and I should know b/c I was so sappy, crazy in love that I used to think I could die a happy woman to spend one more night with my love!

    Anyone want to rule on this?

    Parts of radio were fantastic, but, not unlike the other parts of the entertainment world, there was a lot of shenanigans going on…let’s just say if you were a woman such as I looking to find a nice man, get married and have family, being a d.j. might not be the environment you want to be in…but I did have some fun while it lasted!

  11. lisleman says:

    your idea doesn’t make logical sense but emotions are not logical so maybe it’s like Romeo and Juliet ending it all.

  12. I remember that song! Had a big thing for Chicago for awhile (along with so many others)! :> I already can’t get music outta my head, if ever worked for a radio station, I would probably drown in it. Why is it we so easily glom (sp?!) onto songs with sad lyrics? Or buttercup one line lyrics? But, lyrics that fall between the extremes? We never remember. Okay, okay, perhaps that’s just me. Glad I popped in, fun post!

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