Letters to Luthien

Letters to My Future Bride

Tired of Being Alone

“Once, you dreamed of me
Twice, you wished that I’d pull you out
You chose your life, and put me down,
Still you don’t understand…

Tired of being alone

What you have dreamed is not what I am so far
Let me be the one; please understand me, how I am
But I don’t want to walk alone
I need your hands to warm my soul

Tired of being alone…tired of being alone

I will do my best to become your love
I’ll try to fill the emptiness in our hearts;
Oh so tired of being alone

Tired of being alone! I want to feel; I need to fall in love with you.

Tired of being alone…”

Tarja

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April 17, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

Dreaming of You

“Late at night when all the world is sleeping,
I stay up and think of you.
And I wish on a star, 
That somewhere you are thinking of me too. 

‘Cause I’m dreaming of you tonight 
‘Til tomorrow, I’ll be holding you tight 
And there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be 
Than here in my room dreaming about you and me. 

Wonder if you ever see me, and I 
Wonder if you know I’m there 
If you looked in my eyes, 
Would you see what’s inside? 
Would you even care? 

I just want to hold you close 
But so far, all I have are dreams of you 
So I wait for the day, and the courage to say 
How much I love you.
(Yes I do) 

[Chorus]

Late at night when all the world is sleeping 
I stay up and think of you 
And I still can’t believe 
That you came up to me and said “I love you”;
I love you too 

Now I’m dreaming with you tonight 
Til tomorrow and for all of my life 
And there’s nowhere in the world I’d rather be 
Than here in my room dreaming with you
Endlessly.”

– Selena

April 12, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

On Stormy Nights

“The rain beats hard at my window
While you, so softly do sleep
And you can’t hear the cold wind blow
You are sleeping so deep

Outside it’s dark, the moon hiding
By starlight only I see
The host of the night-time go riding
But you are safe here with me…”
Secret Garden

Dear Darling,

The raindrops are still faintly tapping on the roof tonight as I sit here writing to you. Aside from the various whirs and hums that modern society learns to ignore and perhaps a distant rumble of thunder, everything is quiet.

Everything is quiet.

It’s not unwelcome, and yet it is. It’s been an enormously busy week, and now I’m poised on an island of silence, enjoying the respite of darkness before taking another breath and plunging back into another day.

I feel like there’s still something left to do before I turn out the light…like there’s an unfinished task I haven’t discovered.

I think of the times when the inferno of our love settles down to a steady blaze, when we become comfortable in each other’s company and the sacred and wonderful times of sharing our thoughts become commonplace.

We’re going to have so much to talk about, you and I. We’ll have an entire lifetime of thoughts, hurts, loves, dreams, hopes and memories to catch up on, and all while we’ll start making more of them in our lives together. That’s going to be one of the things that tells us we’ve found each other you know, when hours of conversation feel like minutes, when we connect and click on so many levels in so many ways. Maybe that’s when we’ll start to realize a greater power was at work to make us for each other, and we never had anything to worry about.

Times like tonight will be the times I’ll appreciate the most. Okay, so I’ll appreciate all of them, but those drowsy quiet times when our day and our minds are slowing down and we can enjoy that peaceful bedroom conversation will be full of comfort and belonging.

There’s a simple and beautiful contradiction in the words “alone together.”

Can’t you see it? There’s one or two lamps left on by the bed. I might be reading a book and you might be brushing your hair. Maybe we’ll both be reading books. Maybe we can read to each other. Would you like that? I enjoy narrating books and dramatizing them. I’ll be fine with watching some nighttime television, but I never want to have a TV in our room, or make that our nightly routine.

We’ll sort out our problems, and the problems of the world. We’ll agree about things, and disagree about others. We’ll work out schedules and details, we’ll share new secrets about our lives in sudden moments of vulnerability or tenderness.

And then, we fold up the books, pull up the covers, turn out the lights, a goodnight kiss (or two!) before snuggling in and just listening. Listening to each other, or the crickets, or our slow breathing as we drift off to dream, or….or perhaps the rain on the roof.

Those will be the moments where we are perfectly content just to be alive and in each other’s company…the moments when life will be complete. The greatest of joys, from the smallest of pleasures.

‘Tis a a bitter and cruel comfort for one man to sleep in a bed meant for two. But I smile fondly with thoughts of our future, and send you all my love from our past.

Love always,
-Beren

“So, while the world out there is sleeping
And everyone wrapped up so tight
Oh, I am here a vigil keeping
On this stormy night
I promised I always would love you
If skies would be gray or be blue
I whisper this prayer now above you
That there will always be you.”

April 5, 2012 Posted by | Anticipation, Loneliness, Nights Like These, Songs | Leave a comment

Haven’t Met You Yet

“…And I know some day that it’ll all turn out
You’ll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid that I give so much more than I get
I just haven’t met you yet

I might have to wait, I’ll never give up
I guess it’s half timing and the other half’s luck
Wherever you are, whenever it’s right
You’ll come out of nowhere and into my life

And I know that we can be so amazing
And baby your love is gonna change me
And now I can see every possibility

Somehow I know that it’ll all turn out
You’ll make me work so we can work to work it out
And promise you kid I’ll give so much more than I get…

I just haven’t met you yet.”

Michael Buble

March 29, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

Do You Dream Of Me?

“Dreams…within the still of night
On wings of hope take flight inside of me.
There upon some distant shore
We want for nothing more than what will be.

And you and I, here we are
I wonder as we’ve come this far…

If I could only read your mind
Tell me the answer I would find
Do you dream of me?
And when you’re smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?

Love has found a magic space
A deep and hidden place where time stands still.
Now I hold you in my arms
You know you hold my heart and always will.
And you and I, here we are
And it’s a wonder that we’ve come this far.

And after all that we’ve been through
You’ve leaned on me, I’ve leaned on you
Do you dream of me?
And when you’re smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?

If I could only read your mind
Tell me the answer I would find
Do you dream of me?
And when you’re smiling in your sleep
Beyond the promises we keep
Do you dream of me?
And after all that we’ve been through
You’ve leaned on me, I’ve leaned on you…

Do you dream of me?

Michael W. Smith

March 21, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

Not A Day Goes By

“Got a picture of you I carry in my heart
Close my eyes to see it when the world gets dark
Got a memory of you I carry in my soul
I wrap it close around me when the nights get cold
If you asked me how I’m doin’ I’d say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you
After all this time you’re still with me it’s true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

I still wait for the phone in the middle of the night
Thinkin’ you might call me if your dreams don’t turn out right
And it still amazes me that I lie here in the dark
Wishin’ you were next to me, with your head against my heart
If you asked me how I’m doing I’d say just fine
But the truth is baby, if you could read my mind

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you
After all this time you’re still with me it’s true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by

Minutes turn to hours, and the hours to days
Seems it’s been forever that I’ve felt this way

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you
After all this time you’re still with me it’s true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
That I don’t think of…
You. 

Lonestar

March 8, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

Find A Way

“Find a way to my heart, and I will always be with you
From wherever you are, I’ll be waiting
I’ll keep a place in my heart, you will see it shining through
So find a way to my heart, and I will, I will follow you

This journey’s not easy for you, I know
If your footsteps get too faint to hear, I’ll go
But you know, questions are never that easy
And never the same
You have the answer believe me
If you have the faith, 

To find a way to my heart…

Time may come, and time may go, I know
If you should call out for me, I’ll go
But you know, there is a code to be broken
I wrap it around
Without a word being spoken
Without a sound

There’s a reason I hide my heart
Out of sight out of mind
And when I find out just who you are
The door will be open for you to
Find a way to my heart…”

Phil Collins

February 23, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

To Whom It May Concern

“Why are you so far from me?
In my arms is where you ought to be
How long will you make me wait?
I don’t know how much more I can take
I miss you…but I haven’t met you
Oh but I want to…how I do!

Slowly counting down the days
Til I finally know your name
Ooo the way your hand feels round my waist
The way you laugh, the way your kisses taste
I miss you
But I haven’t met you
Oh but I want to
How I do, How I do

Dear Whoever You Might Be…
I’m still waiting patiently. “

The Civil Wars

February 6, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

Almost Blue

“Almost blue…
Almost doing things we used to do…
There’s a girl here and she’s almost you…almost you…
It’s almost touching; it will almost do…”

February 4, 2012 Posted by | Songs | Leave a comment

“Happy” New Year

“The snow makes teardrops on my window
The wind blows memories through my hall
And I am all alone on New Year’s Eve
The time I need you most of all

The gay ones don their silly paper hats
And blow their stupid little horns
At midnight they will all be singing, “Auld Lang Syne”
But the sad ones sit alone before the fire and sip a glass of lonely wine

I wish you a Happy New Year darling
May your new love be bright and fair
I hope, he’ll do those special things for you
That I would do if I were there

I love the days we spent together
Before the old year lost its shine
I’ll keep that memory locked within my heart
That Happy New Year, you were mine.”

Nat King Cole

December 31, 2011 Posted by | Holidays, Songs | Leave a comment