Being Alive

I’m not a broadway girl nor am I Stresand’s fan. But I cannot escape the words sung with my favourite voice of Chris Colfer from #Glee. Just now, Jakarta western time, I just watched the moment where Being Alive was sung. I did not understand it at first, but now… It’s vivid clear. Indeed, sometimes life dragged us into its slow tempo that made us feel like bunch of robots. We are alive without being alive. Ruin my sleep, make me confused, let me be used, vary my days, made alive!

(I am such a colfer’s fan!)

Someone to hold you too close
Someone to hurt you too deep
Someone to sit in your chair
And ruin your sleep
And make you aware of being alive

Someone to need you too much
Someone to know you too well
Someone to pull you up short
And put you through hell
And give you support for being alive-being alive
Make me alive, make me confused
Mock me with praise, let me be used
Vary my days, but alone is alone, not alive!

Somebody hold me too close
Somebody force me to care
Somebody make me come through
I’ll always be there
As frightened as you of being alive
Being alive, being alive!

Someone you have to let in
Someone whose feelings you spare
Someone who, like it or not
Will want you to share a little, a loy of being alive
Make me alive, make me confused
Mock me with praise, let me be used
Vary my days, but alone is alone, not alive!

Somebody crowd me with love
Somebody force me to care
Somebody force me to care
Somebody make me come through
I’ll always be there
As frightened as you to help us survive,
Being alive, being alive, being alive, being alive!