This song has such nice lyrics, so many ficcable pieces.
I wanted to use this part of the song at first, but I couldn’t make it work:
Oh, the bitter winds are coming in
And I’m already missing the summer
Stockholm’s cold, but I’ve been told
I was born to endure this kind of weather
And then I wanted to do this part and came closer to it:
When it’s you I find like a ghost in my mind,
I am defeated, and I gladly wear the crown
This suggested yet another story to me, though it didn’t make it down on paper:
But I’m holding back, that’s the strength that I lack
Every morning keeps returning at my window
And it brings me to you and I won’t just pass through
But I’m not asking for a storm
I thought it would be simple to use these lyrics:
No, I’m not asking much of you
Just sing little darling, sing with me
Strangely, it wasn’t. I ended up using none of the above.
I may have to come back and do this part, too:
And yes I might have lied to you
You wouldn’t benefit from knowing of the truth
I was frightened but I held fast
I need you now at long last
Kabobbles Sing Along is just what I think when I hear songs. I sometimes see images when I hear lyrics, pictures or movies in my head. Sometimes I relate it to stories. My interpretation of the songs and lyrics are probably nothing like their original intent.