England
I originally wrote this song, around 1992 or 93, for my dear friend Stephanie. Years ago, we would have long conversations about her home country, and how she missed being there. I would always try to cheer her up, but I just couldn’t. In retrospect, I probably didn’t need to try and “cheer her up” when I could have just listened more and said less. At the time, sometimes I got a bit frustrated that our conversations would always loop back to the same subject—but to be fair, we drank together pretty often, and repeating stories is what drunk people do. I’d love to be able to have one more conversation about her home country, over a drink or two. Sadly, she passed away in 2015. She was one of the kindest people I’ve ever met. I included this song as a tribute to her. To Steph! (clink)
I originally wrote this song, around 1992 or 93, for my dear friend Stephanie. Years ago, we would have long conversations about her home country, and how she missed being there. I would always try to cheer her up, but I just couldn’t. In retrospect, I probably didn’t need to try and “cheer her up” when I could have just listened more and said less. At the time, sometimes I got a bit frustrated that our conversations would always loop back to the same subject—but to be fair, we drank together pretty often, and repeating stories is what drunk people do. I’d love to be able to have one more conversation about her home country, over a drink or two. Sadly, she passed away in 2015. She was one of the kindest people I’ve ever met. I included this song as a tribute to her. To Steph! (clink)
I originally wrote this song, around 1992 or 93, for my dear friend Stephanie. Years ago, we would have long conversations about her home country, and how she missed being there. I would always try to cheer her up, but I just couldn’t. In retrospect, I probably didn’t need to try and “cheer her up” when I could have just listened more and said less. At the time, sometimes I got a bit frustrated that our conversations would always loop back to the same subject—but to be fair, we drank together pretty often, and repeating stories is what drunk people do. I’d love to be able to have one more conversation about her home country, over a drink or two. Sadly, she passed away in 2015. She was one of the kindest people I’ve ever met. I included this song as a tribute to her. To Steph! (clink)