I wanted you from the first day I saw you. The first day I looked into your eyes. That’s when I knew that I would adore you. It was no surprise.
Well I only met her about a week ago but the way she smiles let me know that she could see that maybe we were two of a kind. And I don’t think I’ll ever get her off of my mind.
You’re trying to make your mark in society using all the tricks that you used on me. Born between the covers of your fashion books. You think you can make it, girl, on just your looks. But you could never bring me up. Between us stands a wall. No, I don’t think you know me at all.
We had a fight last night about something or other but it can’t be too important if we love one another. True love always seems to take a little bit longer. But every time we break up, we make up a little bit stronger. I wonder just how long it would be. Me without you, you without me. Let me tell you know.
There’s so little time for us to try to rhyme and so many highways to travel upon. Open your eyes. Get up off your chair. There’s so much to do in the sunlight. Give up your secrets and let down your hair. And sit with me here by the firelight.
When the world and I were young just yesterday life was such a simple game. But today there is no day or night. Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white. Only shades of gray.
You can see the changes we’ve been going through. Such a pity, what a shame. Who can we blame? You and me, me and you, and the rest of them too.
She looked at me and the emptiness in her eyes was cruel to see. Then she turned away and said, “Once I loved, but love is dead”. And I whispered, “Sometimes love is only sleeping”.
Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine. I wish you’d put your heart and soul where I can think they’re mine. I wish you put your heart and soul where I can see them shine.
Then I saw her face, now I’m a believer not a trace of doubt in my mind. I’m in love, I’m a believer! I couldn’t leave her if I tried. I thought love was only true in fairy tales meant for someone else but not for me.
You, you make my heart sing. You make my life worthwhile. I feel such there’s so much to discover. To uncover it is going to take a while.
I am leaving in the morning and I must see you again. Take the last train to Clarksville, and I’ll meet you at the station. You hold the key to my secret heart. Just turn the lock and we could be lovers after dark.
Francine Fallara, 2020
A unique fiction love story written using 100% of The Monkees song lyrics medley to pay tribute to Peter Tork, singer of the Monkees.
The idea is to cram as many song title references (from a single artist) as you can into the fewest words that create an actual storyline. For those who enjoy friendly competition, divide the total number of words in your story by the number of song titles. That’s your score.
519 words (including title and subtitle) / 20 Monkees Titles = 25.95 words per title