You are everything to me Colours Warmth Hope What am I to you? Amusement.

Listening to Demis Roussos sing, accompanied by Vangelis..Spring, Summer, Winter, and Fall........ over and over and over.. its over and over and over. Here comes another wave, I hold my breath......pulled under, sure it is the last. My lungs are about to burst from the pressure. I close my eyes and hope it is the last! But the waters thrust me up, forcing me to gulp air. If just once it would push me toward the shore, but I am left to the blue waters. My True North is confused, so I look to other stars which are unforgiving. Although there is all this water around me, my lips are parched and burnt. I long for my skin to be caressed and soft again. Night is falling and the water will once again turn cold. Over and over and over......

When we attempt to interpret the 'literal' meaning of a song, we rob ourselves of the gift the artist is sharing! The beauty of songs, their meanings, the way it touches us in profound ways is a deeply personal experience to be accepted in the spirit which it was given... free interpretation So, to wonder what this word or that phrase is telling us is moot since it is something different to each one of us..that is what makes art so precious! Just enjoy your experience and don't dissect it.