There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends
I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I’ve loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
there is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more
In my life I love you more

I don’t really have anything else to say, except that I think this is hilarious (if you watch ESPN’s College Coverage, that is): Lou Holtz Christmas Songs

But the interesting thing about listening to my iPod is that I get a kick out of listening to odd music in the middle of large crowds. I know some people are just big music fans and need their songs at all times. Others like to get pumped up by listening to just the right music to start their day. And then there are even some who just pass the time enjoying something besides the hum of the train. Me, I like hearing “I’m Walking on Sunshine” while sitting on a quiet train. I look around and imagine the song playing over the PA system. Would that large sleeping man jump to live and start hopping to the beat? Would that old couple start dancing? What about that surly looking guy staring out the window? Perhaps he’d crack a smile.

And it’s not limited to snappy dance tunes. I get the same joy from listening to Frank Sinatra croon, the Beatles bop, or Boyz II Men serenade. Transposing my feelings for a song onto random people just amuses me. And maybe that’s not unique to me.