SOMMER...snart

En mann får meg til å tenke på SOMMER. Han heter så mye som Jack Johnson. Godkveld, JJ. Det ville jeg sagt. Nei, jeg ville sagt "Thank you for singing". Tilbake til Jack. Jeg bruker fornavn fordi jeg ELSKER han.

Jack er fra Hawaii. Det er ett eller annet ved han som bare utstråler glede. Herregud, han har jeg lyst til å møte.

Her er en sangtekst fra det nyeste albumet hans Sing-A-Longs And Lullabies For The Film Curious George

I wanna be where the talk of the town
is about last night
when the sun went down
yeah, and the trees all dance
and the warm wind blows
and the same old sound

and the water below
gives a gift to the sky
and the clouds give back
every time they cry
make the grass grow green
beneath my toes
and if the sun comes out
ill paint a picture all about
the colors i been dreamin of
the hours just dont seem enough
to put it all together
maybe its as strange as it seems
mmm, mmm

and the trouble i find
is that the trouble finds me
its a part of my mind
it begins with a dream
and the feelin i get
when i look and i see
that this world is a puzzle
find all of the pieces
and put it all together
and then ill rearrange it
ill follow it forever
and always be as strange as it seems
mmm, mmm

nobody ever told me not to try
not to try
always try
always try

and the water below
gives a gift to the sky
and the clouds give back
every time they cry
make the grass grow green
beneath my toes
and if the sun comes out
ill paint a picture all about
the colors i been dreamin of
the hours just dont seem enough
to put it all together
always be as strange as it seems
mmm, mmm