| Cat Stevens – Sad Lisa Lyrics | 8 years ago |
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My name is Lisa. My husband died in 2012 and now it's 2016. He sent me this beautiful song while I was planning his funeral. I posted my interpretation on this site in 2013. Currently it is found on page two of this blog. Whatever Cat had in mind when he wrote this haunting song, it will always represent the death of my husband, the love of my husband, and his last words to me given after his death. Tea for Tillerman is on my CD changer in the car. It will always be. Every time Sad Lisa plays, I remember how much he loved me. It played on the way home tonight and I remembered the Sad Lisa interpretation post and wondered what site I posted it to over 4 years ago, then let the question fade. Checking my email as I always do first when I return home, I received a notice that someone had rated up my first post. With that notice I was able to relocate the post and read it again. I cried again. This time it was tears of joy. He's still out there, helping me when he can. I love you Lorin. |
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| Cat Stevens – Sad Lisa Lyrics | 10 years ago |
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My husband, a natural born musician, passed on last December. While planning his funeral, sitting on his side of the bed near the door in the corner of the room, listening to a TV new age music channel, wearing his shirt, and sobbing now and then, a most beautiful instrumental by Angels of Venice caught my attention. I looked up to see the words 'Sad Lisa' floating across the TV screen. My name is Lisa. The next day I bought the Angels of Venice CD. I told my sister about the beautiful music and how I hoped it was a message from my husband. She called me back within the hour to let me know the song was by Cat Stevens and told me to read the words of the song. My husband's urn was on a memorial table in the hall outside our bedroom. I had spent days wandering our large home alone. I was crying on his shirt in the corner by the door. Somehow, he sent me this most beautiful song. I love him more than life itself, and he loved me, for over 20 years. I know now that he'll show me the way if he can. And he knows no one can see me, the real me that is. The me that he knew. |
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