Cogs can think.

I never quite saw the purpose of Valentine’s Day. I just don’t see the point in sending anonymous cards or flowers; if you don’t know who they’re from, how can you value them? I see this day more for people who already found each other than for people still trying to find each other.

So when Marco asked me if I sent a Valentine’s card to anyone, I answered with a resolute ‘no’.

Anyway, for me, there’s only one justification for Valentine’s day: you can legally indulge yourself in dreary love songs and ballads. I wouldn’t be myself if I did not have a certain song in mind for today, so here it goes. This is a song by A Camp, whose leading lady is none other than Nina Persson from The Cardigans. It’s called “The Bluest Eyes In Texas”.

The lonesome Texas sun was setting low
And in the rearview-mirror I watched it go
I can still see the wind in her golden hair
I close my eyes - for a moment i’m still there

The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight
Like the stars that fill the midnight sky, her memory fills my mind
Where did I go wrong? Did I wait too long? Or can I make it right?
The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight

Another town, another hotel room
Another dream that ended way too soon
Left me lonely way before the dawn
Searching for the strength to carry on

The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight
Like the stars that fill the midnight sky, her memory fills my mind
Where did I go wrong? Did I wait too long? Or can I make it right?
The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight

For every heart you break
You pay the price
But i can’t forget the tears
In her blue eyes

The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight
Like the stars that fill the midnight sky, her memory fills my mind
Where did I go wrong? Did I wait too long? Or can I make it right?
The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight

The bluest eyes in Texas are haunting me tonight
The bluest eyes, the bluest eyes
Are haunting me
The bluest eyes… Tonight

It makes me want to go to Texas again.