What a waste of time, the thought crossed my mind
But I never missed a beat
Can’t explain the who or what I was
Trying to believe
What would you do?
What would you do?
Do you know?
I once had a grip on everything
It feels better to let go
I’m not over
I’m not over you just yet
Cannot hide it
You’re not that easy to forget
I’m not over
Never took the chance, could’ve jump the fence
I was scared of my own two feet
Couldn’t cross the line, it was black and white
No contrast to be seen
What would you do?
What would you do?
Do you know?
Was it all a joke, never had control
I’m not better on my own
I’m not over
I’m not over you just yet
Cannot hide it
You’re not that easy to forget
I’m not over
What a waste of time
The thought crossed my mind
Can’t explain this thing, or what I mean
I’m trying to let go
I’m not over
I’m not over you just yet
Cannot hide it
You’re not that easy to forget
I’m not over
I’m not over you just yet
Cannot hide it
You’re not that easy to forget
I’m not over
I’m not over
I think these lyrics give a similar feel to Steele's "No. 1 Tuesday, April 12, 1709" (Horton 396). The story that Steele made was about a man that saw a lady that whom he became infatuated with. The man can not get the woman out of his head and he tries long and hard to find her. I think this song resembles how the man could not get over the woman he saw. The song repeatedly says, "I'm not over you just yet. Cannot hide it you're not that easy to forget." This is like how the man in the story could not get the lady out of his head.
Work Cited
Steele, Richard. "The Tatler: No. 1 Tuesday, April 12, 1709." British Literature. Ed. Ronald A. Horton. Greenville: Bob Jones University Press, 1999. Print.
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