Fairport Convention - "I Don't Know Where I Stand"



Funny day, looking for laughter and finding it there
Sunny day, braiding white flowers and leaves in my hair
Picked up a pencil and wrote 'I love you' in my finest hand
Wanted to send it but I don't know where I stand.

Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new
All alone in Carolina and talking to you
And feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned
Guess it's too early ''cause I don't know where I stand.

Crickets talk, courting their ladies in star-dappled green
Crickets talk, until the morning comes up like a dream
All muted and misty, so drowsy now, I'll take what sleep I can
I know that I miss you but I don't know where I stand.

Know that I miss you but I don't know where I stand.

      Seja em que melodia for, a voz de Sandy Denny atinge serenidade bela em cada sílaba, palavra, frase. Para quê dizer a alguém 'I love you' se apenas sabemos o que é mais redutor. A sua morte foi uma burrice de Deus.

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