Someone to Watch Over Me

On Thursday night, I celebrated my mom's birthday with her and my dad at Francesca's, an Italian restaurant in Streeterville. A pianist played throughout the night and near the end of dinner, my mom *casually* said she really wanted to hear one of her favorite songs, "Someone to Watch Over Me". My dad took the hint and pulled out a little cash to tip the pianist. Soon her song was on.

It was all kinds of wonderful. Seeing a husband and wife request an old romantic song on a special night and hearing the music I associate with a more romantic time was such as pleasure - even if it was my own parents. 

I was taken aback by it, too. I'm not used to that sort of thing happening. Being able to request a truly beautiful song and knowing it's played just for you. The closest I've ever been is having "Mo Money, Mo Problems" played by the DJ at Interskate 91 in the 7th grade. 

Sometimes the problems and anxieties of the world can be over powering and exhausting. To have just a few moments where there's peace among people and good music in our ears was a real treat.  

There's a saying old, says that love is blind
Still we're often told, "seek and ye shall find"
So I'm going to seek a certain lad I've had in mind

Looking everywhere, haven't found him yet
He's the big affair I cannot forget
Only man I ever think of with regret

I'd like to add his initial to my monogram
Tell me, where is the shepherd for this lost lamb?

There's a somebody I'm longin' to see
I hope that he, turns out to be
Someone who'll watch over me

I'm a little lamb who's lost in the wood
I know I could, always be good
To one who'll watch over me

Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Won't you tell him please to put on some speed
Follow my lead, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Someone to watch over me