Song Description
A ballad of love from somebody left behind by somebody looking to give their life to better things. It could be a lover or a friend, but someone needed their love to be fullen given to the world in order to live. And someone else misses them.
Song Length |
3:52 |
Genre |
Pop - Easy Listening, Pop - General |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Poignant, Moving |
Subject |
Loneliness, Long |
Similar Artists |
Elton John, Neil Young |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Jean
We call her Velveteen
A name she got
When she was just a girl
She stood up the day
She turned seventeen
And said, ?Give me no more
Of this modern world?
She cried, ?God, give me something that?s real!
Something to touch, something to feel
Something forgiving and soft
Like Velveteen?
Me
I live with TV sets
Fake plastic things
And life online
Flickering images
Of the New York Mets
Jean
She?s generous and kind
She played me a song that showed
How people connect without binary code
Her piano played softer than snow
On Velveteen
Jean
She left to feed the poor
She said love was all
That would set her free
Now
She writes to me no more
There was nothing left
She could say to me
But when city life drains me of hope
The postman brings me an envelope
With nothing inside but an inch
Of Velveteen