Music Monday

Today's song is on an old CD I recently started listening to again. I remember not liking this song when I first heard it, but recently it has grown on me. It reminds of the innocence of childhood, and the importance of believing and dreaming. Who can be sad when they are believing in fairies? 

When I was a kid I wrote "songs" all the time. I remember the first verse to one I wrote when I was about 11. It had this same theme:
Unicorns and fairies, elves and little gnomes,
Live in the storybooks on my shelves back home,
Witches and dragons always scared me,
But I miss those adventures, I miss the fantasy.

Looking back I find it interesting that even at 11 I knew someday I would look back on the fairy tales of childhood and find value in them. 

I think I believe more now than I ever did as a child. 


What's wrong with believing in Santa Clause: the unselfish giving to others.
What's wrong with believing in elves & fairies: anonymous acts of service to others
What's wrong with believing in unicorns: beauty is seen by those with a good heart
What's wrong with chasing rainbows: their is good in every storm



Faith Hill: Fireflies

Before you met me I was a fairy princess
I caught frogs and called them prince
And made myself a queen
And before you knew me I'd traveled 'round the world
And I slept in castles
And fell in love
Because I was taught to dream

I found mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top
To capture Tinker Bell
And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye
But I could always tell

Cause I believe in fairy tales
And dreamer's dreams
Like bedsheet sails
And I believe in Peter Pan
And miracles, anything I can to get by
And fireflies

Now before I grew up I saw you on a cloud
And I could bless myself in your name
And pat you on your wings
And before I grew up I heard you whisper so loud
Well life is hard and so is love
Child, believe in all these things

I found mayonnaise bottles and poked holes on top
To capture Tinker Bell
And they were just fireflies to the untrained eye
But I could always tell

Cause I believe in fairy tales
And dreamer's dreams
Like bedsheet sails
And I believe in Peter Pan
And miracles, anything I can to get by . . .
And fireflies
And fireflies . . .

Before you met me I was a fairy princess
I caught frogs and called them prince
And made myself a queen
And before you knew me I'd traveled 'round the world
And I slept in castles
And fell in love
Because I was taught to dream