My Favorite 45
I remember holding that shiny vinyl
Like it was something magical for me
I’d put it on the record player
And conjured-up all that I could be
I’d hear the Beatles…
I’d hear the Stones…
But truly it was the magic
Where the heart-of-life ran through my bones
How did it work really?
How did this tiny disk do all that?
Each time the needle hit that 45
My body filled with joy right where I sat
Then one day they disappeared
Those special records all their own
I miss that good black-magic
And the way I felt at home
Then one day you came along
With music that turned my ear
I thought I’d never hear this magic
And when I did it brought a tear
When you said you loved me
Your words pierced into my heart
I keep playin’ you over and over
And never want to be apart
I can listen to you each day
It’s your love that makes me feel alive
Those tiny little records have come back to life,
And now you’re My Favorite 45…
©8DaveWonder 2009
