"Though I'm fool enough to love when you don't want me, I'm wise enough to know that you will always haunt me"

Sådan er det. Jeg sagde engang at når jeg ikke selv har ord for noget - så har Sophie Ellis-Bextor. Det er underligt, men rart. Også er hendes musik en direkte vej til mit hjerte - ligesom roser, Chanel no. 5 og filosofiske diskussioner. Ak ja - gammeldags romantisk, det er jeg. Jeg synes det er fantastisk med roser og døre der bliver åbnet for én - og nej, gu er det da ej fornedrende. Selvfølgelig kan vi åbne dørene selv. Det er der da ingen tvivl om. Men netop derfor er det en gestus.

"You remain in the twilight
with eyes that look but don't see
and I'm a book lying open
while you're a lock with no key


I kid myself every morning
that the ache for you is no more
I dream that you bring me your love


I keep on telling myself, telling myself
I can't have, can't have it all, can't have it all
I keep on telling myself I can't have it all
I can't have you

And now I'm learning to live, learning to live
I'm learning to live on without
having your love returning
I can't have it all
you're all that I want

Why won't I listen when I hear them saying
you're better off without a heart that's breaking
though I'm fool enough to love when you don't want me
I'm wise enough to know that you will always haunt me"