‘Rainy days always get me down.
(Neverstorm)
Life’s a constant downpour when you’re not around.
Oh Wendy Darling baby I just wish you could see
It was never you; it was always me.’
He pulled away from the mic and concentrated on strumming the guitar.
Time seemed to crash around me, covering my mind in memories of kissing him at the concession stand, of holding him in my arms while he cried, of giving everything I had to give that last night.
Who is he singing about?The wordplay on Wendy Darling could just be someone he knew, maybe his current girlfriend, yet I remembered those nights he’d readPeter Panto Lana, recalling the Darling children, him asking if I’d be his Wendy. I’d said yes.
Two lonely kids lost in a never-ending sea
(Neverstorm)
Your smile cleared the skies and brought me to my knees.
Oh Wendy Baby Darling how I wish you could see
It was always you; it was never me.
The road is hard and the journey is long
But I hope you remember when you hear my song.
Look at the sky, second star to the right.
(Neverstorm)
Little did I know you always carried its light.
Oh Wendy Darling hear me crying at 3.
It’s always raining when you’re not with me.
The road is long and the journey is hard
Losing your love has left me battered and scarred.’
He went into another solo with his guitar, dropping his gaze to his hands.
Tears began forming at the corners of my eyes but I angrily scrubbed them away.
If he truly felt sorry for leaving me, then why didn’t he text me, call me, come back home and tell me why he chose to leave me out of his dream?
The sorrow in my heart turned to a slow burning anger. Now fully a man, his shoulders were wider and he was another couple of inches taller, but he had the same kissable lips, the same raspy voice that could break chill bumps out on my skin.
‘Thought I caught a glimpse of cotton-candy pink.
(Neverstorm)
But when I turned my head it was only Tink.
Oh Wendy Darling Baby I don’t want you to see
