Week 53-Well sort of:)

One Day Well, I have officially have a problem. I can't stop writing. It's not a bad problem obviously. I've been writing with friends, working on new songs, trying to remember old songs, and I have to admit it's really been a challenge for me to work without the confines of the project.

I realize I can set new confines which is what I sorta kinda started doing. Things like when I have a new idea for a song, I tell myself I have one week to finish it. But without the accountability of putting it on my blog and telling people about it, it's very easy not to follow that rule.

I'm still maneuvering through this newfound "Freedom" that I so thought I wanted and am being challenged in new ways. Figuring out how to be as excited and focused on things that are less creative (i.e. the business side of things) and more importantly when I don't have the accountability of others. It's funny how you can break rules or promises to yourself but when it comes to doing it to others( at least for me) it's not an option. That's a big reason I churned out song after song for 52 weeks.

Anyway, I digress.

I wrote a new song. I wasn't going to share it to be honest, but then I thought "why the hell not?". It's song #53. And again, the whole point of this is for me to get our of my comfort zone and share my art with the world.

So without further ado. "One Day"

All my writing love, Dana

I'm going to take some time to get you off my mind I can't see your face no more

It pains me so that this could be the end But I have no other choice

One day you'll be thinking about me One day you'll be wishing you did things differently, that you had seen But I'll be out of reach

I saw you hold her hand. you were a different man Than the one I'd ever seen

How many times I wished that it was me That you looked at so lovingly

One day you'll be thinking about me One day you'll be wishing you did things differently, that you had seen But I'll be out of reach

I kick myself for getting us to here I couldn't control the way I feel I'm so afraid of having this regret Cuz there's so much that's left unsaid

You don't look at me the way I look at you I didn't see it before but now I do

I told myself the timing wasn't right Oh sweet, such sweet little lies

One day you'll be thinking about me One day you'll be wishing you did things differently, that you had seen But I'll be out of reach