So my thoughts when I saw the theme for today’s Song Lyric Sunday were – please define elevator music. I checked for an online description and it seemed to refer to easy listening music that is played in public places to keep people chilled out.
So that is probably quite a wide umbrella of music. I chose a song that to me is very easy going and uplifting. I also think it has a slight elevator connection as the title of the song is “Lifted”. What?! Come on – I am trying!
This is from a band called “The Light House Family. Have an easy mellow Sunday and enjoy the elevator music party over at Jim’s!
Credits: Paul Tucker, Tunde Baiyewu and Martin Brammer
I'd really love to be alone without all the Ache and pain and the April showers But it ain't long before I long for you, like a Ray of hope, coming through the blue moon When it all gets dark again The whole thing falls apart I guess It doesn't really matter 'bout the rain 'cause we'll get through it anyway We'll get up and start again 'cause we could be Lifted, Lifted, Lifted We could be Lifted From the shadows, lifted Oh we could be, lifted up today Lifted all the way, you and I forever Baby, lifted, lifted, lifted, hey It's undisturbable the peace we found In a bright new space up above the clouds Everything is understandable You don't have to say anything too loud When all our luck runs out again We're brought back down to solid ground I wouldn't say I'm mad about the rain But we'll get through it anyway We'll get back to the start again 'cause we could be lifted, lifted, lifted We could be lifted From the shadows, lifted Oh we could be, lifted up today Lifted all the way, you and I forever Baby, lifted, we could be lifted, we could be lifted, hey We could be lifted, we could be lifted, we could be lifted You and I forever We could be lifted, we could be lifted, yeah we could be lifted We could be lifted up to new horizons Lifted, lifted up today, lifted all the way, yeah we could be lifted We could be lifted, from the shadows, we could be lifted Lifted upto new horizons When it all gets dark again, it doesn't really matter 'bout the rain When it all gets dark again, it doesn't really matter 'bout the rain
WHERE DO WE GO FROM HERE? 