When I had a depressive dip in December, my hub emailed me the words of the song "We Walk the Same Line" by the band Everything But The Girl:
If you lose your faith, babe, you can have mine.
And if you're lost, I'm right behind
'cause we walk the same line.
Now, I don't have to tell you how slow the night can go,
I know you've watched for the light.
And I bet you could tell me how slowly four follows three,
and you're most forlorn just before dawn.
And I don't even mind how loud the phone can ring
When you're waiting for news.
And that big old moon lights every corner of the room.
Your back aches from lying and you head aches from crying.
And if these troubles should vanish like rain at midday,
well, I've no doubt there'll be more.
And we can't run and we can't cheat,
'cause baby when we meet what we're afraid of,
we find out what we're made of.
So, if you lose your faith, babe, you can have mine.
And if you're lost, I'm right behind
'cause we walk the same line.
When it's dark, baby, there's a light I'll shine.
And if you're lost, I'm right behind
'cause we walk the same line.
I especially love this line: "And I bet you could tell me how slowly four follows three." Couldn't we all?
JJ