Argyle & Apricots

It’s been seven hours and 22 days
Since you took your blog away
I go online every night and surf all day
Since you took your blog away

Since you’ve been gone I can do whatever I want
I can read whomever I chose
I can find wifi in a fancy restaurant
But no one’s
I said no one’s blog can take away my blues
‘Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

It’s been so lonely without you here
Like a your blog without a thought
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
Tell me blogger, where did I go wrong?
I could put my comment on every blog I see
But they only remind me of you

I went to the doctor and guess what he told me
Guess what he told me
He said girl you better try to find a blog
No matter what you do
But he’s a fool
‘Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

All the posts that you published, mama
In the archive
All fell off the page when you went away
I know that commenting on it baby was sometimes hard
But I’m willing to give it another try
Nothing compares
Nothing compares to you

Okay, so that’s not how the song goes but in reality unless you were around in 1989 you would never know. I’ve been away from the blog for awhile now…22 days to be exact. I need it. More to come on that. But for now, enjoy a little blast from the past. I couldn’t embed the original from ‘89 so and aging Sinead is all I have to offer you. An aging artist…Sorta poetic, don’t you think?