What happens when you've already found your hard headed woman and she died?
I'm sitting here listening to Cat Stevens and thinking about Darcy. Yesterday was the one year anniversary of her death. The songs make me cry.
I'm looking for a hard headed womanOne who will take me for myself,And if I find my hard headed woman,I will need nobody else, no, no.I'm looking for a hard headed woman,One who will make me do my best,And if I find my hard headed womanI know the rest of my life will be blessed -- yes, yes, yes.
Here are the lyrics to I Think I See The Light :
I used to trust nobody, trusting even less their words,until I found somebody, there was no one I preferred,my heart was made of stone, my eyes saw only misty grey,Until you came into my life girl, I saw everyone that way.Until I found the one I needed at my side,I think I would have been a sad man all my life.I used to walk alone, every step seemed the same.This world was not my home, so there was nothing much to gain.Look up and see the clouds, look down and see the cold floor.Until you came into my life girl, I saw nothing, nothing more.Until I found the one I needed at my side,I think I would have been a sad man all my life.