WHO’LL HEAR THE LOVE SONGS?

WHO’LL HEAR THE LOVE SONGS?
(To tune of “Everybody’s Out of Town,” by Burt Bacharach & Hal David)

Who’ll hear the melodies?
Birds chirping love songs in the trees?
You’ve got your Bluetooth gadget in your ear.
Seems like, everybody’s in the cloud.
No one, living in the Here-and-Now.

Who’ll watch the show each night?
Stars making magic with their light?
Try wishing on a star with your I-Pad.
Seems like, everybody’s in the cloud.
No one, living in the Here-and-Now.

Everyone these days, is so distracted
Into their own zone.
People bunk into me with their heads down
Stuck in their I-Phone.

Somewhere a,
Kid’s crying for his mom.
Logged onto Facebook, she don’t come.
Life slipping by, completely unnoticed.
Seems like, everybody’s in the cloud.
No one, living in the Here-and-Now.

Who’ll see the magic?
Who’ll hear the love songs?
When, everybody’s in the cloud.
And no one’s, living in the Here-and-Now.

Lyric © 2014 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire

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