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Les, thanks for taking the time to offer suggestions on my amateur effort. With the line "every face I see reminds me of you," what I was thinking was that even in the crowd, nothing else is on my mind. But I see your point. You guys have given me a lot of good feedback - I'll have to spend some time incorporating them and see if I can improve it.
That is extremely helpful. Right now the song is just the internal feelings of the writer. I wonder if a different opening verse could set the stage or whether I should completely rewrite.The lyrics that occur to me to illustrate what I think you're saying is "Letters from Home," written by Tony Lane and David Lee for John Michael Montgomery. The opening verse could be from any parent to a son, but as the story unfolds it's clear exactly what's going on.Thanks again for the suggestions - I'm going to think about what I can do to expand the story.
Alternately, I could change the first chorus to "the memory of your face" and I suppose it would make more sense. I see the pronoun confusion though - thanks for the edit. Now I have to decide whether to sing it "to" someone or "about" someone...
Wes,Thanks for the kind words - I'm with you, my lyrics tend to be sparse and simple. Guess I should increase my vocabulary a bit, but I tend to like songs that speak plainly anyway...
The Picture
Here's my first contribution to the writing room, written several years ago about a picture of my wife I've carried around the world in my wallet. The idea for this song came from a time when I was in Russia in the early 90s and homesick. A street artist drew a picture of the photo I had that still hangs in my office today.VerseI'm standing on this city streetWhere nobody knows my nameEvery face I see reminds me of youI don't remember why I cameChorus A faded photograph reminds meOf a better placeThe only thing that keeps me strongIs the memory of her faceInstrumental BreakVerseI saw an artist drawing portraits for tipsI gave him your picture to paintHe captured the color of your pretty red lipsAnd every detail of your faceChorusA faded photograph reminds meOf a better dayThe only thing that keeps me strongIs the memory of your faceIf I could only see you, one more time...©Brad Hopkins 2008
Another new guy
Hello everyone - just joined the site yesterday and I'm looking forward to learning and developing my songwriting - and to hearing the things that you all have writtenBrad
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