They say you cannot walk before you crawl
I wonder why, I wonder why
Because everybody dreams before they fall
A wonder world and then we lose it all

But I will dream of tomorrow
Where the past will not be in my way
Passion lives another day
And I will dream of tomorrow
Where perhaps she’ll wait for me

And every single heart that I have held
In my hands, in my clumsy hands
I fumbled them around until they fell
It’s much safer ground just keeping to myself

But I still dream of tomorrow
Where the past will not be in my way
Passion lives another day
And I still dream of tomorrow
Where perhaps she’ll wait for me
And perhaps she’ll wait for me

 

I must admit, my wife had a very cool and quiet time in the car on Sunday night trying to figure out this song.  I was amazed to see how personal of a song it was, but here is how it relates to me.  First verse: I am guilty of trying to RUN before I crawled.  The reason he gives in this song for doing this is that everybody has a dream in their heart.  Dreams are necessary at times to continue on…but I was not always careful to count up the cost before embarking on the journey (a wonder world).  I have fallen flat on my face…lost it all (so to speak), as in this song.  This leads to the 1st chorus: “But I will dream of tomorrow. Where the past will not be in my way.”  The writer of this song is forging ahead.  He’s blown it, big time, as have I.  College was a great time in my life, but it was not devoid of pain.  He goes on to say that his passion lives another day, he’ll dream of tomorrow (perhaps another chance to get it right) where perhaps “she’ll wait for me”.  This phrase will become more important at the end of the next verse.  Because I don’t believe he’s after just any “she”.  It’s evident that he’s had his share of “she’s”, but it’s that One he’s after.  Sounds like he’s broken or had his heart broken…in either case the “Past” is in his way.  The “Past” “she’s” have not gone so well and it impeads and opposes his passion to continue on.  So he quits for a while…”Its much safer ground just keeping to myself”.  He doesn’t want to hurt anyone or get hurt.  I’ve felt this way.  I told my wife, Who is my “ONE”, about the first girl that I ever loved.  I would have done anything for.  I didn’t care about keeping to myself then.  I, too, “fumbled” her heart around until it fell with “clumsy hands”.  Its like the thing happened in real life, but I didn’t realize the effects of it until someone wrote a novel on it.  So this stuck in my head…played with my mind.  The past was in my way.  Initually I tried to be good enough in her eyes in an attempt to rectify my stupidity.  That was futile.  So I barricaded my heart for a while.  I didn’t want to hurt anyone or get my heart busted either.  Met another “she”.  A long distance “wonder world”.  Held on for dear life; didn’t want to repeat the “past” fumbling.  And though a few years had passed since the first “she” fumbling, fear of fumbling was still there.  This is no way to live.  I found myself in a false state of openness.  My heart, though I longed to be free, was still barricaded: attempting to be passionate with life.  It took a painful season in my life in which I was totally broken down, to be totally awakened to unshackle my heart.  It took the passionate love of my best friend to help me do this.  This friend saw the rawness of who I was.  I had never been any lower in my life than at that time.  My ultimate “SHE” saw me in my mess.  And still befriended me when others were stand-off-ish.  I am now married to this SHE.  SHE is my Shulamite.  Nobody’s perfect.  I trust in Jesus Christ to not fumble.  Anyway, I thought about all this stuff when I listened to this song with my wife.  I am extremely thankful for her.

 

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