There ain’t no reason you and me should be alone tonight,
Yeah baby, Tonight, yeah baby…
I’ve got a reason that you’re who should take me home tonight (tonight)
I need a man that makes it right when it’s so wrong,
Tonight, yeah baby ~ Tonight, yeah baby
Right on the limits where we know we both belong tonight…
A song for Spring should have the innocent, hopeful longing of love in it – and the same fluttering excitement of pedaling as fast as you can on your bike and whooshing down a hill on the cusp of night.
Or sitting in the passenger seat as your new boyfriend guns it to 90 and the sunroof is wide open, blowing wind and stars and fairy dust around as you reach a timid, fearless hand out the window to feel the world go by.
It’s hard to feel the rush,
To brush the dangerous
I’m gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall over in love…
I’m on The Edge of Glory,
and I’m hanging on a moment of truth,
Out on The Edge of Glory,
and I’m hanging on a moment with you…
A midnight in Spring, the middle of Copley Square deserted, and you rollerblading with your headphones on, black coat billowing out behind you, and picking up speed until it feels like you’re flying, and Trinity Church rises and falls before you as the Hancock Tower mirrors your ascent into the night.
Another shot, before we kiss the other side tonight,
Yeah baby, Tonight, yeah baby,
I’m on the edge of something final we call life tonight
Put on your shades ’cause I’ll be dancing in the flames
Tonight, yeah baby ~ Tonight, yeah baby…
Certain songs propel you along your way, jump-starting a new way of life, opening up another door. They drive you to your next destination, even if you didn’t think you had one, and they create the memories that mark your life. It’s
that moment when your hero reaches out his or her hand and pulls you along for the ride. They beckon with a reassuring smile, and for that one minute you feel like you can conquer the world.