Tuesday, February 24, 2009

"The Name of the Game"

I've been listening to ABBA a lot lately... and a few songs are going to make the short list for a new playlist, that I will, most likely, listen to for days on end. 

ABBA is my comfort food (even though it's not, actually... uh... food). So far I've got, "That's Me," "Our Last Summer," "Under Attack" and "The Name of the Game."

Just for kicks I've included the lyrics to "The Name of the Game" here for your reading pleasure. 

Yeah. Creepy, ain't it?

I've seen you twice, in a short time
Only a week since we started
It seems to me, for every time
I'm getting more open-hearted

I was an impossible case
No one ever could reach me
But I think I can see in your face
There's a lot you can teach me
So I wanna know...

What's the name of the game?
Does it mean anything to you?
What's the name of the game?
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow

And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know...

The name of the game
(your smile and the sound of your voice)
Does it mean anything to you?
(got a feeling you give me no choice)
(but it means a lot)
What's the name of the game?
(your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do?
Tell me please, cause I have to know
I'm a bashful child, beginning to grow

And you make me talk
And you make me feel
And you make me show
What I'm trying to conceal
If I trust in you, would you let me down?
Would you laugh at me, if I said I care for you?
Could you feel the same way too?
I wanna know......
Oh yes I wanna know......

The name of the game
(I was an impossible case)
Does it mean anything to you?
(But I think I can see in your face)
(but it means a lot)
What's the name of the game?
(your smile and the sound of your voice)
Can you feel it the way I do...
(got a feeling you give me no choice)
(but it means a lot)

4 Comments:

Blogger Cassie said...

damn that's a long song!

February 24, 2009 10:48 PM  
Blogger Charissa said...

Lots of echoes... which are nice when you're singing them in the car.

February 24, 2009 10:51 PM  
Blogger cherylann said...

The other morning the Bean crawled into my bed to snuggle and as she was falling back to sleep she was singing "Slipping through my fingers". It was so sweet, and I swear she's only watched the movie twice!!!

February 25, 2009 4:19 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I fell in love with poem as a girl and still go to it from time to time in my life - you may remember it from you childhood as I used to read it.

It says a lot. - Mom



The Lover's Resolution - George Wither (1588-1667)

Shall I, wasting in despair,
Die because a woman's fair?
Or make pale my cheeks with care
'Cause another's rosy are?
Be she fairer than the day,
Or the flow'ry meads in May,
If she think not well of me,
What care I how fair she be?

Shall my silly heart be pined
'Cause I see a woman kind?
Or a well disposèd nature
Joinèd with a lovely feature?
Be she meeker, kinder, than
Turtle-dove or pelican,
If she be not so to me,
What care I how kind she be?

Shall a woman's virtues move
Me to perish for her love?
Or her well-deservings known
Make me quite forget my own?
Be she with that goodness blest
Which may merit name of Best,
If she be not such to me,
What care I how good she be?

'Cause her fortune seems too high,
Shall I play the fool and die?
She that bears a noble mind,
If not outward helps she find,
Thinks what with them he would do
That without them dares her woo;
And unless that mind I see,
What care I how great she be?

Great, or good, or kind, or fair,
I will ne'er the more despair;
If she love me, this believe,
I will die ere she shall grieve;
If she slight me when I woo,
I can scorn and let her go;
For if she be not for me,
What care I for whom she be?

February 25, 2009 9:31 AM  

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