song of the day. #65 #music

It has been almost two years since my last song of the day. There have been many songs of many days since then. I guess I was just too selfish to share them with you. Apologies.

song of the day | what sandra thinks

Sometimes I fall in love with a song because of one line. It might be what it says, how it sounds, and/or how it makes me feel. Some men just have a way of saying/singing certain words that just… works. (And, yeah, it’s always men. Male voices do things to me that no female voice can.)

This song got me the first time I heard it, and I’ve had to listen to it hundreds more times since. One line gives me goosebumps. I have no explanation. It just happens every time.


Where’s My Love | SYML

Cold bones, yeah, that’s my love
She hides away, like a ghost

Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same?
Ooh, don’t wanna cry but I break that way

Cold sheets, oh, where’s my love?
I am searching high, I’m searching low in the night

Ooh, does she know that we bleed the same?
Ooh, don’t wanna cry but I break that way

Did she run away? Did she run away? I don’t know
If she ran away, if she ran away, come back home
Just come home

I got a fear, oh, in my blood
She was carried up into the clouds high above

Ooh, If you bled, I bleed the same
Ooh, If you’re scared, I’m on my way

Did you run away? Did you run away? I don’t need to know
But if you ran away, if you ran away, come back home
Just come home

–Written by SYML

song of the day

song of the day

[Obviously I am not the owner of any rights to this song, video, or lyrics… just everything else…]


I have this recurring fantasy of a sexy man singing to me. It’s a song that’s meaningful and sweet, but also kind of hot. One of these men will do nicely. I’m going to pretend they’re both amazing singers with deep, sexy voices… because of course they are.


p.s. — I think I want to rename “song of the day”. It’s boring. Of course, I can’t think of anything good. Does this mean I am also boring? 

p.p.s. — Now that I’ve opened the music can of worms, all hell might break loose. Suddenly, I have, like, fifty songs I want to share. 

p.p.s. — Oh my god! I think I might have a name. Although it will sound stupid to every one but me! It’s kind of an inside joke… between me and a girl I haven’t been friends with for a very long time. Hm. I’ll have to think about it.

©2021 what sandra thinks

About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
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13 Responses to song of the day. #65 #music

  1. I like his voice too. Not to the same degree, mind you, but I like it nonetheless. Now I’m curious to see the new name. 🤔

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  2. Love this Sandra. Completely new singer to me but I shall now look for more. He has a great voice – must be his Welsh heritage!

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  3. gigglingfattie says:

    Oh yay! Its exciting that this is back!! Not that I have actually heard the song before hahaha so its just like old times 😅 can’t wait for the new name reveal!

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  4. Regardless how you think the name will be received, I’m sure at least one of us will be imagining what that inside joke might be when we do finally get to see what you’ve chosen. The theater of the mind is a playground.

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