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Kätzchen 02-26-2015 01:03 AM

One of my friends was talking tonight about a book she has been reading in her book club and how the subsequent movie, film, by the same name, left out some of the story - in particular, the storyline of an cast character. Which the title of the book/film made me think of a song by the same title, and weirdly enough, the songstress and my friend share the same first name.

I love this song, especially how the voice is paired off with the longing of the cello and harp. :stillheart:

Heidi Elva ~ The Heart Is A Lonely Hunter
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betruetoyoursoul 02-26-2015 01:05 AM


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betruetoyoursoul 02-26-2015 01:37 AM

What would your wish be to change things for the better?*S
 

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betruetoyoursoul 02-26-2015 01:48 AM

This is about a woman who is abused....not the holiday * warning could be a trigger*
 

betruetoyoursoul 02-26-2015 02:00 AM

Reba singing one of the first songs from a country singer about AIDS
 


She Thinks His Name Was John Lyrics

She can account for all of the men in her past
Where they are now, who they married, how many kids they have
She knew their backgrounds, family and friends
A few she even talks to now and then

But there is one she can't put her fingers on
There is one who never leaves her thoughts
And she thinks his name was John

A chance meeting, a party a few years back
Broad shoulders and blue eyes, his hair was so black
He was a friend of friend you could say
She let his smile just sweep her away
And in her heart she knew that it was wrong
But too much wine and she left his bed at dawn
And she thinks his name was John

Now each day is one day that's left in her life
She won't know love, have a marriage or sing lullabies
She lays all alone and cries herself to sleep
'Cause she let a stranger kill her hopes and her dreams

And all her friends say what a pity what a loss
And in the end when she was barely hangin' on
All she could say is she thinks his name was John
She thinks his name was John


betruetoyoursoul 02-26-2015 02:06 AM


betruetoyoursoul 02-26-2015 02:15 AM

In my heart there are infinite rooms,so to speak. This is a Thank- You for each person that touched my heart so deep... grateful*S
 

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