This one takes me back to New York City and a wonderful man. I was crumbling from devastation, emerging from my shell and awakening for the first time to see myself as a fully realized woman. It was after the Oklahoma City bombing when the earth had opened up beneath my feet and I had fallen into they abyss.
This man with the soft brown eyes and the picturesque life pulled me out of that hole and proceeded to swallow me whole. He sat me down one afternoon and played this song. He told me he thought of it the first time he had spotted me across the room, with tears welling in my eyes. He wanted to take the burdens from my soul and heal me in that short time we had together.
Sitting beside him, holding his hand, our eyes locked, and the song played:
Oh, why you look so sad
The tears are in your eyes
C'mon and come to me now
Don't, be ashamed to cry
Let me see you through
Cause I've seen the dark side too
When the night falls on you
You don't know what to do
Nothing you confess
Could make me love you less
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you.
So, if you're mad get mad
Don't hold it all inside
C'mon and talk to me now
Hey, what you got to hide
I get angry too, well, I'm a lot like you
When you're standing at the crossroads
Don't know which path to choose
Let me come along
Cause even if you're wrong
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you, take me in,
into your darkest hour
And I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you
And when, when the night falls on you baby
you're feeling all alone
you won't be on your own
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you
Take me in, into your darkest hour
and I'll never desert you
I'll stand by you, I'll stand by you
Won't let nobody hurt you
I'll stand by you.
~ The Pretenders
~ The Pretenders
Today, I no longer think of the man who gave this song to me, for it is mine now. I play it for that scared girl from fifteen years ago. I comfort her. It's as if I can pick up a seashell and speak with her through oceans of time. I won't let anyone hurt her and I'm not ashamed of her because I have been with her, to her darkest hour. I was there when her world tumbled and I am here today, standing by her and she is not now, nor will she ever be alone. Not ever again.
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