Artist: Babyface
Album: For the Cool in You
Title: When Can I See You
written by Babyface (1993)
When can my heart beat again
When does the pain ever end
When do the tears stop from running over
When does you'll get over it begin
I hear what you're sayin'
But I swear that it's not making sense
So when can I see you
When can I see you again
When can my heart beat again
When can I see you again
And when can I breathe once again
And when can I see you again
When does my someday begin
When I'll find someone again
And what if I still am not truly over
What am I supposed to do then
Please hear what I'm sayin'
Even if, if it's not making sense
So when can I see you
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Please hear what I'm sayin'
Even if, if it's not making sense
So when can I see you
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I was wondering what music means to me, and since I have little sense of timing and rythm I love music as a means to express myself. This song, comes from a time when I felt like I was in love. I was in my late 20's, going to a small church, and trying to weave my dreams in the short stories & comics I created with a group out of Houston, Texas.
She was a skinny brunette nurse, long legs, warm appetite, and a kind smile and open heart. We were in the same church ministry, and she seemed to feel a want to connect to me. I was a rough man with a background in fine arts and holding to a penchant for violence and drinking. She was a former candidate for the vocation of sisterhood and a soon-to-be-college-grad nurse working with the elderly. I was totally enchanted with her mind, her questions and her smile to me. It made me want her, and at the same time, revere her, after she told me she was a virgin. I didn't laugh, or think "A challenge; I can be first" ... I just wanted to find romance in my heart.
(At that point dear friends, I had been abstinate 5-6 years, and either alleviated my problems alone or via video/magazines and so forth. I won't say she wasn't a turn-on but I wasn't going to make her sad, just myself by denying anything I could have had then, including a teen ingenue; but that's another story for another time and place.)
One night we spoke until about midnight. I told her I found something for her and couldn't wait to see her for it. She told me she was going to be up at 6:00 a.m. to iron her younger sisters' school uniforms, so I dropped into bed, arose at 5-something in the morning, and rushed out to see her.
I held a cassette single of "When Can I See You Again" by Babyface along with a card I had scribbled deep into, washed, shaved, and put on a fresh uniform for my day at the lumberyard. As I drove into her quiet neighborhood, I saw one tiny light on and held my breath, knocking ever so tenderly, hoping she'd answer. Shaking her long curly hair, trying to her her brilliant smile with a lack of make-up, and the flicker in her eyes amid the last of the moonbeams and her porchlight. She almost blushed, telling me she wasn't ready for me but still stepping out onto the small wooden porch.
"You make me smile", I said softly.
"You make me swoon", she replied.
I reached for her, arose on my toes on the step, kissed her ever so lightly on the lips, and held her tight in my arms. I could feel her heart beating against my chest as I inhaled the scent of her freshly shampooed hair, her smile making my heart beat faster than before. At that moment, not even a shotgun could have taken me from her arms.
Sadly, it did end.
Badly, too. But that's another story.
For now, this song is pure romance and delight, and hopefully someone will know they're loved, even from afar, from miles or years ... they're still loved. After all, shouldn't we all feel loved?
Always,
Julian

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