Desert Don

Aubrey: In Thoughts Of You

The melody and half remembered words flow 'round and around in my head....

And Aubrey was her name,
I never knew her but I loved her just the same...

Like trickling water down the window
I see my life passing transparently as the rain.
Softly and silently running away, distorting reality
But never changing it.
Now and then the flow stops, a pause in life, an awakening, a breath holding
moment that gives meaning to the flow, only to burst forth again and run
away into oblivion.

You were one of those... a poignant suspension of time... life...

Like a lovely melody that everyone can sing,
Take away the words that rhyme; it doesn't mean a thing.

I sit here in reverie; a look, a smile, and after an interminable second -
your touch as you took my hand and gently squeezed your promise of things
unspoken and yet to come...

And I'd go a thousand times around the world just to be,
Closer to her than to me. 

How I survived that evening I'll never know... my chest was bursting with an
incessant, demanding desire; then you were there... my heart could beat
again.

Aubrey... Aubrey... what's in a name? All the mystery of love and life
measured in six letters... I whisper it over and over trying to recapture
the murmurs of endearment, the caresses of your lips and fingers, the
rustles of clothing quickly shed, silk carressing silk... the evanescent
waft of your cologne.... Again your fingers... lips... tongue... stoking the
urgent fires within me....
A pause in the trickle of my life... an undulating, desperate, demanding
intertwining... building... building... building... then relief... blessed,
elusive release...

I loved her name. Wish that I had found the way,
And the reasons that would make her stay.

Oh Aubrey... Aubrey... six letters of ecstasy... six letters of despair...
six letters of goodbye....

I have learned to lead a life apart from all the rest.
If I can't have the one I want, I'll do without the best.

Like the tea leaves in my cup, my life has been swirled by you and will
again settle in a new pattern when this turmoil subsides... oh Aubrey... I
wish...

But how I miss the girl,
And I'd go a million times around the world just to say,
She had been mine for a day.


Aubrey
- Recorded by: Bread
- From the 1972 album, Guitar Man