and no, I'm not going to launch into The First Cut Is The Deepest, cos it's not - the cuts just get deeper and deeper every time; nor Don't It Makes My Brown Eyes Blue, cos the colour of your eyes (well, mine at least) doesn't change according to the state of the heart; neither am I going to sing The Mighty Swedes (that's Abba, to the uninitiated) One Of Us Is Crying
..

altho the latter is tempting. . .

oh, who cares? here we go:
.

one of us

.

of course, one of my other fave Abba songs, is The Day Before You Came, altho I think Pulp's Something Changed expresses the sentiment better. . .

By the look in your eye
I can tell you're gonna cry.
Is it over me?

If it is, save your tears for I'm not worth it, you see.

I was the type of girl who was always on the roam,
Wherever I laid my hat, that was my home,
I'm telling you that was my home.

You had romance,
Did you break it by chance, over me?
If it was so, I'd like for you to know,
That I was never worth it, you see.
I was the type of girl who was always on the roam,
Wherever I laid my hat, that was my home.

Oh, you kept telling me, you kept telling me
I was your girl.
What did I have to do, to make you understand?
I was the type of girl who gave the guys the eye,
Everybody knew.
But I loved them and I leaved 'em,
Broke their hearts and deceived them
Everywhere,
Now you know.

Don't you know that I was the type of girl
Who was always on the roam,
Wherever I laid my hat
That was my home.
.
And I liked it that way.
.
WAT MARVIN, NORMAN & BARRETT

when I'm angry with myself,
I destroy things

Yesterday, when it seemed so cool, when I walked you home, kiss goodnight, I said "It's love", you said "Alright". It's funny how, I could never cry, until tonight, when you pass by, hand-in-hand with another guy, you're dressed to kill, and guess who's dying... Dance away the heartache, dance away the tears. Dance away the heartache, dance away the fears. Dance away... Loneliness, is a crowded room, full of open hearts, turned to stone. All together, all alone. All at once, my whole world had changed. Now I'm in the dark, off the wall, lit the strobe light up the wall. I close my eyes, and dance til dawn. Dance away the heartache... Dance away... Now I know, I must walk the line until I find an open door, off the street or onto the floor. There was I, many times a fool, I hoped and prayed, but not too much, out of reach is out of touch, all the way is far enough. Dance away the heartache. . . Dance away. . .

.

ROXY MUSIC

Wish me well, say goodbye - I'll never tell I saw you cry: understand you are not to blame; it's just that the wind, the wind knows my name. And it's calling me, calling me, calling me again. I think that you knew right from the start there was this restlessness in my heart; it's a feeling that I have tried to tame, but it's hard when the wind, when the wind knows your name. And it's calling me, calling me, calling me again. It's a cruel wind that tears us apart, but a worse thing is a tired and bitter heart - so dry your eyes, no more tears, hold me once and I'll walk out of here. Who knows? One day, we'll meet again, but don't wait for me, 'cause the wind knows my name. And it's calling me, calling me, calling me again.
.
Yes, it's calling me, calling me, calling me again. . .

.
FAIRGROUND ATTRACTION

today, all day
I have been haunted
by the theme tune to
Betty Blue. . .

nothing

.

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
Since you took your love away
I go out every night
.
.
and sleep all day
.
.
Since you took your love away.
Since you been gone
I can do whatever I want, I can see whomever I choose
.
.
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
But nothing, I said nothing can take away these blues
'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares
To you.
It's been so lonely without you here
.
.
Like a bird without a song
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
.
..
Tell me baby where did I go wrong
I could put my arms around every boy I see, they'd only remind me of you.
I went to the doctor, 'n' guess what he told me
Guess what he told me? He said
"Girl you better try to have fun, no matter what you do"
.
.
But he's a fool
'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you.
All the flowers that you planted, mama, in the back yard
.
.
All died when you went away; I know that living with you baby
Was sometimes hard - but I'm willing to give it another try
.
Nothing compares, nothing compares to you
Nothing compares, nothing compares to you
Nothing compares, nothing compares to you
.

written by PRINCE,
as sung by SINEAD