One of my very favourite old songs - from Nelly Furtado's pre-R&B, dance club days.
Try - Nelly Furtado
All I know
Is everything is not as it's sold
But the more I grow the less I know
And I have lived so many lives
Though I'm not old
And the more I see, the less I grow
The fewer the seeds the more I sow
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is...
Try
Try
I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness
And all the real people
Are really not real at all
The more I learn, the more I learn
The more I cry, the more I cry
As I say goodbye to the way of life
I thought I had designed for me
Then I see you standing there
Wanting more from me
And all I can do is try
Then I see you standing there
I'm all I'll ever be
But all I can do is.
Try
Oh try, try, try
All of the moments that already passed
We'll try to go back and make them last
All of the things we want each other to be
We never will be
We never will be
And that's wonderful
And that's life
And that's you, baby
This is me, baby
And we are, we are
We are, we are, we are, we are
Free
In our love
We are
Free in our love
xx,
Kay
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P.S. If you are interested in hearing more, here is my cover for this week Open Mic I'd love to share it with you. And here are some of my favourite recent photos of gorgeous California roses, and thoughts on the ache of beauty.