If Only For One Night

PAIN, PAIN, PAIN... and a heavy heart. Slicing up my arm is less painful that this.

Can one really be in love with the "idea" of a person and not what's really in front of them?

Today... I'm a fool.



Let me hold you tight
If only for one night
Let me keep you near
To ease away your fear
It would be so nice
If only for one night

I won't tell a soul
No one has to know
If you want to be totally discreet
I'll be at your side
If only for one night

Your eyes say things I never hear from you
And my knees are shakin too
But I'm willing to go through
I must be crazy
Standing in this place
But I'm feeling no disgrace

For asking......

Let me hold you tight
If only for one night
Let me keep you near
To ease away your fear
It would be so nice
If only for one night

I tell you what I need is
One night, one night oh (and oh, oh)
What I need is
One night, one night
Of your love, of you love, of your loving ooh
I'm asking...

Let me take you home
To keep you safe and warm
Till the early dawn
Warms up to the sun
It would be so nice if only for one night

If only for one night
If only for one night
If only for one night, night, night, yeah one night
If only for one......... night

Iliushka & "A House is Not a Home"

I feel like these teenagers posting what they're listening to... but hey, keeps you young at heart, right?

I've got exactly ten (10) songs in my Itunes library and I'm shuffling/repeating six of them... especially this delicious one, A House is Not a Home, sung by Luther "THE MAN" Vandross and, shockingly, written by Burt frickin' Bacharach! Amazing...

Ilia (Kulik) performed last year in San Jose at a Tribute to Burt and did this song live with James Ingram singing -- Luther was scheduled but had a stroke instead... sorry Luther :( It apparently was one of the highest points of Ilia's pro career (so far) -- ALL of him was in it.


I'm just feeling a bit nostalgic about that time with Kulik's Krew before it even formally existed... this blogging reminds me of the friends I met (and hated) there... and of going to Ilia's practices to help him with his music and videotape...

Ah, for another day... how did time slip by me like that?