Best Songs for the LDS Singles' Situation

We invite you to submit the songs that best describle, for you, your feelings regarding the situation you (and the rest of us Singles) find ourselves in. You may include entire lyrics of songs, or just portions. Include as many as you please. This should be interesting, and certainly validating. We welcome happy, sad, country, rock...anything. Have fun!

Here are some to start out:

"Still Crazy After all These Years" - Paul Simon



"An' here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice.
Oh, Mama, can this really be the end,
To be stuck inside of Mobile
With the Memphis blues again."

- Bob Dylan, from Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis
Blues Again


All I Really Want To Do

I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or uptighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.


All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

Hazy Shade of Winter - Simon and Garfunkel

Time, time, time, see what's become of me
While I looked around
For my possibilities
I was so hard to please
But look around, leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the salvation army band
Down by the riverside, its bound to be a better ride
Than what youve got planned
Carry your cup in your hand


And look around, leaves are brown now

And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friend
Thats an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, its the springtime of my life
Ahhh, seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won't you stop and remember me
At any convenient time
Funny how my memory slips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
But look around, leaves are brown now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around, leaves are brown
Theres a patch of snow on the ground...


Tomorrow Is A Long Time - Bob Dylan

If today was not an endless highway,
If tonight was not a crooked trail,If tomorrow wasn't such a long time,
Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.
I can't see my reflection in the waters,
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain,
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps,
Or can't remember the sound of my own name.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.



There's beauty in the silver, singin' river,
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky,
But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes.
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin',
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin',
Only if she was lyin' by me,
Then I'd lie in my bed once again.

I Know It's Over - The Smiths

Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head,
And as I climb into an empty bed,
Oh well, enough said.
I know it's over, still I cling, I don't know where else I can go, over
Oh mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head,
See the sea wants to take me, the knife wants to slit me,
Do you think you can help me?
That veil bride, please be happy,
Handsome groom, give her room.
Loud loutish lover treat her kindly,
Though she needs you more than she loves you.
And I know it's over, still I cling, I don't know where else I can go, over over over over...
I know it's over, and it never really began,
But in my heart, it was so real and you even spoke to me and said:
If you're so funny, then why are you on your own tonight?
And if you're so clever, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very entertaining, then why are you on your own tonight?
If you're so very good looking, why do you sleep alone tonight?
I know, because tonight is just like any other night,
It's why you're on your own tonight.
With your triumphs and your charms,
Oh there in each others arms.
It's so easy to love, it's so easy to hate,
It takes strength to be gentle and kind, over over over over over
It's so easy to love, it's so easy to hate,
It takes guts to be gentle and kind, over over
Love is natural and real,
But not for you my love,
Not tonight my love,



Love is natural and real,
But not for such as you and I my love.
Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
Mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
Mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
Mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head,
Oh mother I can feel the soil falling over my head.


Overs - Simon and Garfunkel

Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?
The game is over,
Over,
Over.
No good times, no bad times,
There's no times at all,
Just The New York Times,
Sitting on the windowsill
Near the flowers.
We might as well be apart.
It hardly matters,
We sleep separately.
And drop a smile passing in the hall
But there's no laughs left
'Cause we laughed them all.
And we laughed them allIn a very short time.
Time
Is tapping on my forehead,
Hanging from my mirror,
Rattling the teacups,
And I wonder,
How long can I delay?
We're just a habit
Like saccharin.
And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue.
But each time I try on
The thought of leaving you,
I stop...
I stop and think it over