When I hear this song I think of a few particular friends who got so sick of me going on about my broken heart, they abandoned me. Because of that, I was more alone than I had ever been, here I was trying to deal with something all by myself. This song makes me wonder if there ever will be "someone I can talk to" and not have to worry about censoring myself and the topics that I feel I have talk about.
Beautiful things Are comin’ my way Beautiful things I want them to stay But after a while My beautiful things Don’t seem beautiful at all Terrible things Like when you wake up And all of your dreams Seem to crack up Like things you have done Like breakin’ my heart For you it don’t seem Terrible at all Is there someone I can talk to? Someone on the line? Does anybody want to hear What’s on my mind? Beautiful things Like leaves on a tree Beautiful things The sky and the sea Since you’ve been gone No beautiful things Seem beautiful to me Is there someone I can talk to? Someone out there on the line? Does anybody want to hear What’s on my mind? Make the grass grow in the garden When the rain is passin’ by Does anybody want to know What’s on my mind?
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