Lora Writes the Lyrics

[lora]

This is one of the first songs I ever wrote, so it means a lot to me. It's not that great; I realize that. But I was like 14 or 15 when I wrote it. Keep that in mind. ;D And you'll learn I'm not big on rhyming.

That Friend

She rolled over in that empty bed
And put her hand on his pillow
He hadn't been home forever
Was he ever coming back?

He rolled over on the cold floor
And remembered the nights when she was there
She had been gone since that party
Did she still love him?

Chorus:
And the loneliness strikes
You can see it in their eyes
What was there to look forward to now?
There was always that friend from way back when

He picked up the phone, hesitated a while
He called that girl from college
She answered the phone as her eyes filled with tears
He would fly in as soon as possible

Chorus

He arrived, and she cried
They held each other like they used to
They rediscovered that old love

And they smile once again
Walk off hand in hand
They remember those old days

Chorus

[H2IZCOOL]

I like it, Lora. It didn't go at all the way I expected it to. I would think that a 14-15 year old girl would opt for the sad ending but you did not; you went for a happy reconciliation.

Do you have a melody to go with it? With the lack of rhyme, the melody would have to carry it.

Good job!

[lora]

H2IZCOOL said:

I like it, Lora. It didn't go at all the way I expected it to. I would think that a 14-15 year old girl would opt for the sad ending but you did not; you went for a happy reconciliation.

Do you have a melody to go with it? With the lack of rhyme, the melody would have to carry it.

Good job!

I used to have a melody to go with it, but I had no way to lay it down at the time so I've sort of forgotten it. I'm sure if I tried hard enough it would come back to me!

[Pete70s]

Lora said:

This is one of the first songs I ever wrote, so it means a lot to me. It's not that great; I realize that. But I was like 14 or 15 when I wrote it. Keep that in mind. ;D And you'll learn I'm not big on rhyming.

That Friend

She rolled over in that empty bed
And put her hand on his pillow
He hadn't been home forever
Was he ever coming back?

He rolled over on the cold floor
And remembered the nights when she was there
She had been gone since that party
Did she still love him?

Chorus:
And the loneliness strikes
You can see it in their eyes
What was there to look forward to now?
There was always that friend from way back when

He picked up the phone, hesitated a while
He called that girl from college
She answered the phone as her eyes filled with tears
He would fly in as soon as possible

Chorus

He arrived, and she cried
They held each other like they used to
They rediscovered that old love

And they smile once again
Walk off hand in hand
They remember those old days

Chorus

Rhyming isn't all that important, as long as there's a good rhythm-like flow, which it has! A very good effort for the age you were when you wrote it! (Actually, a very good effort for ANY age!)

[lora]

Pete70s:3 said:

Rhyming isn't all that important, as long as there's a good rhythm-like flow, which it has! A very good effort for the age you were when you wrote it! (Actually, a very good effort for ANY age!)

I was feeling lonely at the time. I just drew on that. A lot of my songs are pretty similar. I write a lot of lyrics, poems, and other ramblings, but I'm not altogether that pleased with many of them. I guess it's true what they say. You are your own toughest critic.

[Dawn]

Great job, Lora! As Pete said, it has a good flow, and I think it really expresses the emotions involved. I can definitely relate to what you said about being your own toughest critic - I used to write a lot of fiction when I was a teenager, but never felt it was good enough, and unfortunately, haven't really written again in years.

[lora]

Dawn said:

Great job, Lora! As Pete said, it has a good flow, and I think it really expresses the emotions involved. I can definitely relate to what you said about being your own toughest critic - I used to write a lot of fiction when I was a teenager, but never felt it was good enough, and unfortunately, haven't really written again in years.

I was going to write a novel a few years ago. I had around thirty pages written and saved on my computer, then I decided it didn't suit me and I deleted the entire thing. I regret that to this day.