Hvordan skal Du være.?
I dagens Danmark og i verden, skal vi være supermennesker alle sammen. Smukke, slanke, kærlige, rå, rige, barmhjertelige, Karrieremennesker, superforældre, intelligente osv. Vi bliver mærket af ugebladene vi læser i. Vi føler os ikke tilstrækkelige nok. Der er rigeligt at hamle op med. Ikke underligt, at mange får depressioner, og til sidst opgiver at følge med verden.
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Real live woman. :
I dont by the lines in magazines
That tell me what i´ve gotta be
I dont base my life on a movie screen
I dont fit the mold society has planned
I dont need to be nineteen years old
or starve myself for some weight i´m told
will turn men´s heads, been down that road
and I thank God I finally know just who I am
I ain´t a movie star
may never see the view from where they are
and this old town may be as far as i´m goin´
but what he´ll hold tonight in his hands
he swears is so much better than
anything that this ol´ world can show him
i´m a real live woman
in love with this man I see lying
here next to me
lost in the way that he´s holding
this real live woman
In the arms of a man where i´ll
fall asleep knowing
there´s nothing on earth he loves
more than this real live woman
I work nine to five and i can´t relate
to millionaires who somehow fate
has smiled upon and fortune made their
common lives a better place to be
and I no longer justify
reasons for the way that I behave
I offer no apologis
for the things that I belive and say
and I like it that way
Cus i´m a real live woman......
Håber andre vil tænke på denne tekst, når livet bliver lidt for svært at følge med i...
Tænkte på dette for nogle dage siden, og kom i tanke om en sang fra Trisha Yearwood.
Vil dele den med jer her. Tror mange kan kende sig selv i den.
Real live woman. :
I dont by the lines in magazines
That tell me what i´ve gotta be
I dont base my life on a movie screen
I dont fit the mold society has planned
I dont need to be nineteen years old
or starve myself for some weight i´m told
will turn men´s heads, been down that road
and I thank God I finally know just who I am
I ain´t a movie star
may never see the view from where they are
and this old town may be as far as i´m goin´
but what he´ll hold tonight in his hands
he swears is so much better than
anything that this ol´ world can show him
i´m a real live woman
in love with this man I see lying
here next to me
lost in the way that he´s holding
this real live woman
In the arms of a man where i´ll
fall asleep knowing
there´s nothing on earth he loves
more than this real live woman
I work nine to five and i can´t relate
to millionaires who somehow fate
has smiled upon and fortune made their
common lives a better place to be
and I no longer justify
reasons for the way that I behave
I offer no apologis
for the things that I belive and say
and I like it that way
Cus i´m a real live woman......
Håber andre vil tænke på denne tekst, når livet bliver lidt for svært at følge med i...