Wishful Thinking
Backstory
Written in 1981 about lovely Belinda B - so desirable but unattainable. She made me think about all the lovers, situations & things we wish for but never have. To protect ourselves we look the other way. How they want us to change, make us wrong for wanting & eventually all we can do is set them free. The frustration can drive us to despair & the struggle becomes a charade that doesn't go forward & can't go back. You can feel like you want to just lie back & disappear through the floor boards.
Lyrics
Don't show me the truth I can cover my eyes, pretend I'm blind. Don't tell me the truth I'd rather hear nice lies anytime. I need all the warmth that I can draw The world's easy to ignore And there's only wishful thinking To save me from sinking Through the floor... Through the floor... Through the floor... Through the flooooor.... Don't ask me to change I stick in the mud but I'm secure Don't force me to change I am a disease that has no cure. This way is a way I understand A trodden trail that's close at hand And there's only wishful thinking To save me from sinking Through the floor... Through the floor... Through the floor... Through the flooooor.... Don't ask for my love Don't tell me your life could follow mine. I wouldn't ask for your love Wouldn't snatch at your freedom from behind. There was a chance but how dreams fade Now we're lost in the charade All I have is wishful thinking To save me from sinking Through the floor... Through the floor... Through the floor... Through the flooooor.... Don't... ask for my love. Don't... ask me to change. Don't... show me the truth. Don't... ask for my love. Don't... ask me to change.
Words and music by Jay Moxham © Copyright 1983
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