I am in love with this song, by the infinitely lovely songstress Norah Jones. It makes me want to cry when I listen to it.
It's the longing for, just you and me. Sometimes love doesn't work out. It breaks down, or it doesn't eventuate at all. Not through a lack of love, but the reality and complexity of the outside world. If only it didn't exist, things would be perfect. We would be happy. We would be together.
And I want to wake up with the rain
falling on a tin roof
while I’m safe there in your arms.
Come away with me, and I'll never stop loving you.
“It is not raining inside
tonight. You know that it is there. Crawl in.
— Frank Bidart, from “Song”