Author: James Ballentine

“When I was young, I never needed anyone. And making love was just for fun, those days are gone. Living alone, I think of all the friends I’ve known. But when I dial the telephone, nobody’s home. Hard to be sure, sometimes I feel so insecure. And love so distant and obscure, remains the cure.… Continue reading All By Myself…Now What?

“She’s now living together with her new best friend Ray, a guy she said she knew well and one time dated. Isn’t that the way they say it goes? But let’s forget all that, and give me the courage if you can find it. So I can call just to tell her I’m fine and… Continue reading Isn’t That the Way It Goes

“And if you read between the lines, you’ll know that I’m just tryin’ to understand. The feelings that you lack, I never thought I could feel this way. And I’ve got to say that I just don’t get it, I don’t know where we went wrong. But the feeling’s gone and I just can’t get… Continue reading If You Could Read My Mind

“Come let me love you, let me give my life to you. Let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms. Let me lay down beside you, let me always be with you. Come, let me love you, come love me again”. That was going to be my very own personal vowels… Continue reading They Fill Up My Senses

“Yesterday when I was young, the taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue. I teased at life as if it were a foolish game, the way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame. The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned, I always built to last on weak and… Continue reading Yesterday when I was Young

“As I walk this land of broken dreams, I have visions of many things. But happiness is just an illusion, filled with sadness and confusion. What becomes of the broken-hearted, who had love that’s now departed? I know I’ve got to find, some kind of peace of mind.” You know, actually I’ve always liked that… Continue reading Happiness is Just an Illusion

“To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven. A time to be born, a time to die. A time to plant, a time to reap. A time to kill, a time to heal. A time to laugh, a time to weep.” And as I woke up to start the… Continue reading A Time to Heal and Weep

“Someday love will find you, break those chains that bind you. One night will remind you how we touched, and went our separate ways”. Seriously what good blog is worthy of your time to read, if it doesn’t reference at least one good Journey song, am I right? So as I sit here, in the… Continue reading Separate Ways

To borrow from The Beatles, “you left me standing here a long, long time ago. Don’t leave me waiting here, lead me to your door”. But in all actuality, it wasn’t a “long, long time ago” when my life suddenly turned on a dime unexpectedly. Until then, I had my life figured out, well at… Continue reading The Long & Winding Road