This is the sound of my soul, this is the sound..............So true funny how it seems that a song can take you back to a time that was forgotten and even maybe taken for granted. Back in the days of the good ol community college I was a DJ for the new campus radio station that was just getting started. There I meet this super sweet, ultra nice guy we'll call him Sam. Sam and I both shared the love for alternative music, and DJ ed alternative music. I don't remember any more if I was on before him or after him. Anyways. this guy was so funny, smart, and totally the type of guy I would never go for. But, I really liked him. Maybe even a little more, MAYBE. We hung out, talked, made out a little here and there, but I could feel it. He didn't feel the same about me. I tried EVERYTHING to make him like me the way I liked him. NO DICE! Sam ended up being a friend who took me out, made out with me, and was my Debutant escort. He totally confused the hell outta me! BUT, the one sweetest thing he did for me was to slow dance to True by Spandau Ballet in the closed DJ booth. So seriously romantic and sweet. I found out shortly after that he totally was not in to brown girls (I'm pretty olive skinned) or brunettes (I have black hair). So I was S.O.L. He was waiting for MISSES WHITE! I mean Misses Right. Sam..........you'll never now how wonderful, pretty, and sweet you made me feel that day. I felt like Molly Ringwald at the end of Pretty in Pink.
Always slipping from my hands, Sets a time of its own Take your seaside arms and write the next line Oh I want the truth to be known.......I know this much is true
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