My love, she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful
Yet she’s true like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hour
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can’t buy her
Cat Stevens, “Hard Headed Woman”:
I’m looking for a hard headed woman
One who will take me for myself
And if I find my hard headed woman
I won’t need nobody else
Lovin’ Spoonful, “Darling Be Home Soon”:
Come
And talk of all the things we did today
Here
And laugh about our funny little ways…
…My darling be home soon
It’s not just these few hours but I’ve been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to
The Way You Do the Things You Do by the Temptations
As pretty as you are
You know you could have been a flower
Your good looks was a minute
You know that you could have been an hour
The way you stole my heart
You know you could have been a cuckoo
And baby you’re so smart
You know you could have been a schoolbook
Well you could have been anything that you want to
And I can tell
The way you do the things you do
It doesn’t focus on looks but they are a component.
“You think you’re one of millions but you’re one in a million to me
When you wonder if you matter, baby, look into my eyes
And tell me, can’t you see
You’re everything to me”
Yeah, but it doesn’t mention anything else, either. Love the song, but it’s all about how she makes him feel and nothing about what it is about her that makes him feel that way in the first place.
I got you and I still believe
That you are all I will ever need
It’s you, oh
All the way back in the seventies
You were my little TV queen
Your Tarzan and your friend Janine
I got you
I got you and I still believe
That you are all I will ever need
It’s you, oh
Reservations
I’m bound by these choices so hard to make
I’m bound by the feeling so easy to fake
None of this is real
Enough to take me from you
Oh I’ve got reservations
About so many things
But not about you
I know this isn’t what you were wanting me to say
How can I get closer and be further away
When the truth
Proves it’s beautiful to lie
Either Way
Maybe you still love me
Maybe you don’t
Either you will or you won’t
Maybe you just need some time alone
I will try to understand
Everything has its plan
Either way
I’m gonna stay
Right for you
You and I
Oh, I don’t want to know
And you don’t need to know
That much about me
You and I
We might be strangers
However close we get sometimes
It’s like we never met
But you and I
I think we can take it
All the good with the bad
Make something that no one else has
In the psychedelic era, the mind’s eye saw beyond mere earthly beauty…
Love’s “She Comes in Colors” Whoa-oh-oh-oh my love she comes in colors
You can tell her from the clothes she wears.
The Stones used the same phrase in “She’s Like a Rainbow”–on their best-forgotten Their Satanic Majesties.
Texas’s own 13th Floor Elevators sang “She Lives in a Time of Her Own” Her eyes breathe light, reflect the aura of her hair
She sends, attends, behind an alpha stare
She seeks the stars and spirals up the stair
She lives in a time of her own
That was the first one to come to my mind. What a great song. I happened to hear a particularly kick ass version of it at the Furthur show last Sunday.
Wanna tell you a story
‘Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin’
Oh, she steals the show
She ain’t exactly pretty
She ain’t exactly small
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You could say she’s got it ALLLLLL!!!
Oh, sorry, I see, it’s all about physical attraction (a special one …)
