"Someone Who'll Watch Over Me" - Jean Louisa KellyI think of a coffee cup resting on top of a saucer inside an old-fashioned diner. I think of a cushioned red booth, a classic Ketchup bottle, and a tall glass with a metal lid filled with sugar. I think of a napkin dispenser, tiny creamers piled high inside a ceramic bowl, and straws wrapped up in thin, white paper. I think of linoleum floors, vintage artwork and old, framed photographs on the walls.
I think of a waitress wearing an apron and penny loafers with her hair rolled up in a bun with a #2 pencil sticking out. I think of this setting when I think of comfort. I think of comfort when I think of someone I could trust, sitting across from me in this booth.
This someone of mine will pour in my cream and sugar (yes, I'll try regular sugar every once in a while). This someone'll stir it carefully with a teaspoon to make sure the excess doesn't spill over even with the saucer there to catch it. My someone'll remember how much I like napkins and how I hate trying to hit the Ketchup bottle at just the right angle so it can easily come out. My someone'll remember why it is that I need napkins when I try to do this. My someone'll get the waitress's attention when I'm running low on coffee and ask if any blue sweetener is available when sugar just doesn't quite cut it for me.
My someone'll take a single straw, unwrap it gently and save the paper from tearing completely. My someone'll take this thin strip of paper and tie it
into a loose knot in front of me. My someone'll pull it apart quickly, hoping that it'll untangle to show they're thinking of me and only me. My someone'll look up at the different pictures and spark up a conversation about memories and how amazing it is to have them displayed for all to see. We'll spend time talking about our own pictures and just which ones will make it into a frame. We'll hide in this booth, filled with coffee and conversation, because this is what I think of when I think of comfort and what I value most with someone who will do this with just me.
Lyrics:
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 longing 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 that I could always be good
To someone 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
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