Seasons of the heart

I made comment in a post recently about not knowing much about life and about people really, why we do and say what we do, why we do and say some things, and hold back other things but I guess what I was feeling is encapsulated in this song by John Denver. I had the opportunity to meet him once and it was a great thrill for me.

I place this song here not for any direct personal reason, there is no hidden message I secretly espouse, other than to share that like a line line from the song says a wiser man than I might know the seasons of the heart, because I sure don't.



Of course we have our differences
You shouldnt be surprised
Its as natural as changes
In the seasons and the skies
Sometimes we grow together
Sometimes we drift apart
A wiser man than I might know
The seasons of the heart

And Im walking here beside you
In the early evening chill
A thing weve always loved to do
I know we always will
We have so much in common
So many things we share
That I cant believe my heart
When it implies that youre not there

Love is why I came here in the first place
Love is now the reason I must go
Love is all I ever hoped to find here
Love is still the only dream I know

So I dont know how to tell you
Its difficult to say
I never in my wildest dreams
Imagined it this way
But sometimes I just dont know you
Theres a stranger in our home
When Im lying right beside you
Is when Iâm most alone

And I think my heart is broken
Theres an emptiness inside
So many things Ive longed for
Have so often been denied
Still I wouldnt try to change you
Theres no one thats to blame
Its just some things that mean so much
And we just dont feel the same

Love is why I came here in the first place
Love is now the reason I must go
Love is all I ever hoped to find here
Love is still the only dream I know
True love is still the only dream I know

Words and music by John Denver