At last,
my love has come along,
my lonely days are over,
and life is like a song,
oh yeah, at last
the skys above are blue
and my heart was wrapped in clover
the night I looked at you
I found a dream
that I could speak to
a dream that I could call my own
I found a thrill
to press my cheek to
a thrill that I have never known
oh yeah, yeah you smile
oh and then the spell was cast
and here we are
in heaven
for you are mine at last
for you are mine at last
Trying to decide of Etta James is the version I like the best or Eva Cassidy's version. I have heard many versions, but those two really make me cry, and the more I think about it, Etta James sings it with alittle more soul. I will never forget the first time I heard that song, I was watching a movie and in the previews beforehand it had that song in it, and right away I did anything I could to find out who sang that song and to make sure the title was "At Last". My mom got home and she confirmed it, then she told me who it was by and I had to go out and buy it, only I couldn't find it, so I took the movie, and put a tape in the tape deck which was hooked up to our stereo which was hooked up to our tv. And I taped it, I must have listened to it a thousand times that day and for a long time after that. Only a handful of songs have hit me like that a few to mention are, "What a wonderful world" by Louis Armstrong, "At Last" by Etta James, "Songbird" by Eva Cassidy, and now the other one I like by her is "Fly me to the moon" even though Frankie's version is great too, but her's is so awesome to slow dance too. These songs can always put me in a good mood no matter what. It was sad the summer of 2004 I only listened to sad, depressing music, I didn't even want to hear these songs mentioned, I didn't play them all summer because of what I was feeling and what had happened. So I only played Evanescence's cd over and over again, actually I burned two copies of it, and wore out one of the cd's it skips so bad. So I am glad I made copies. I would run for miles playing that over and over again until my batteries on my cd player almost died, then I would run home, put new ones in and start all over again the next day. I remember one time I ran so far, that I was out of town on the highway, and I knew my mom was going to worry because I had been gone for hours. I found I had ran over 5 miles, and anyone who knows me, knows that I didn't ever run before that. Actually I hated running, but when the rape happened, I needed to find a positive release of the pain I felt. Plus I froze when it happened, so I think I ran because it built up the idea in my head that I was running away from it happening or learning to run away if it ever happened again. I don't really run anymore, just walk, but I think I need to start running again, not only did it help my mind, but I really got toned up. My head is kind of a mess right now, but it will all be ok tomorrow, because tomorrow is a new day, and the sun will come up and all that.
