Somedays

One of the last truly poignant songs by one of the finest songwriters of the past 50 years. No, it's not Justin Hayward, it's Paul McCartney. The song is called Somedays and it's from the album Flaming Pie.

Before I post the lyrics to this beautiful song, I want to say, I will always love Paul McCartney's music, though I'm seriously disappointed in the man. As one of the first voices that I ever loved in music, I can safely say, I'll never dislike his music. I've enjoyed some of the albums he's considered among his worst, Flowers in the Dirt and Press to Play, that goes without saying.

What I have an issue with is Heather Mills. If there's a heaven and Linda is there, I imagine she's shaking her head at the stupidity of the man she was married to for many many years. GAH! I won't go there.

So allow me to post the lyric to this song, written when the love of his life was, the Lovely Linda.



Somedays

Somedays I look
I look at you with eyes that shine
Somedays I don't
I don't believe that you are mine

It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal
Somedays I look
Somedays I look into your soul

Sometimes I laugh
I laugh to think how young we were.
Sometimes it's hard
It's hard to know which way to turn

Don't ask me where I found that picture on the wall
How much it cost or what it's worth
Sometimes I laugh
I laugh to think how young we were

We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real
Inside each one of us is love
And we know how it feels

Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who live in fear
Somedays I don't
I don't remember why I'm here

No use reminding me, it's just the way it is
Who ran the race or came in first
Somedays I cry,
I cry for those who fear the worst

We don't need anybody else
To tell us what is real
Inside each one of us is love
And we know how it feels

Somedays I look,
I look at you with eyes that shine
Somedays I don't
I don't believe that you are mine

It's no good asking me what time of day it is,
Who won the match or scored the goal
Somedays I look
Somedays I look into your soul


Thanks, Sir Paul for this lovely gem and for many others you wrote over the years