Don't

You don't like it in the shadows
but you won't let me shine a light
I would wash away your troubles
But it seems
The more that I hold on
The more that you let go
And I know, you better let somebody love you
or find yourself, on your own

Tell me why all the best laid plans
fall apart in your hands
And my good intentions never end,
the way I meant

If we don't talk about the future
Then should I just, follow you into the dark
Yeah, and does your silence keep you cold
While the cracks form on my heart

Tell me why all the best laid plans
fall apart in your hands
And my good intentions never end,
the way I meant

It seems to me some fine friends have watched you turn your back
It seems you only want the things that you can't have.

Tell me why all the best laid plans
fall apart in your hands
And my good intentions never end,
the way I meant


I know unexpected things happen. I also know I am a plan freak. I like to plan things. I like to know what's going on and when things are happening. But I know things don't always go the way you plan. But usually that means you can't go on the trip you had hoped because you can't take time off work. Or it means you didn't get that job you applied for so you have to stay where you are. Or it means that you need to re-take a class because you failed.

I didn't know it included your mum getting terminal cancer at the age of 54. I hate not being in control. I'm not very good at it.



(The text is from a James Blunt song)