Wishlist

Happy 1st of December loved ones,

This week I have something different for you: a Christmas love song.

I have written at least 20 songs in past 10 months, some of which have made it into Love Story, my monthly musical cabaret at Sommerro Hotel. They are classic pop songs for the most part; with a verse, chorus and bridge. I have discovered song writing is as delightful as writing poems.

One of these songs was called Wishlist. It is an old fashioned Christmas song. A song about hope, about faith and above all love.

The beautiful Christmas tree in Oslo city hall where we were married this summer. I believe in miracles!

Here is a rough demo. The gorgeous accompaniment is composed and played by the wonderful Fride Nøstdahl Hjelle.

I will never forget the moment this song came to me in the middle of the night, like a magic letter.

I hope I get to sing this on stage soon, hopefully many stages. And produce it as a song.

Sound on. Tissues out. This is my "Wishlist".

Wishlist

One day I’ll buy you a house by the seaside

A big sunny window for us to drink tea by

A view of the water

A place we can be

To daydream and forget our poverty

I’ll find a way

To pay for our dream

I promise my darling I will

This year there’ll be fewer presents under the tree

I don’t know how I will pay the bills in January

But you hold me close and say darling this Christmas

I only ever had love on my wishlist

I sacrificed all I could

To welcome in a dream

I threw out my cigarettes and I poured away the drink

Cos you held my hand and you said you believed

That there’d be a miracle waiting for me

I’ll find a way to give you a star

I promise my darling I will

It doesn’t snow round these parts anymore

This town is nothing like it was before

But dreams always look for the emptiest places

I promise my darling they do