memmories to tend to distract me

Beautidul sunny day full of a spring's cool refreshing breeze
i listen to the music of my past, from the years when things were so easy
before i know what tests rally were, the hardest school project was coloring within the line
which may i say...never fully came to me...not even now.
Everything was so differet, pleasant.
almost everyday seemed as beautiful as today.
I didn't know the concepts that tend to hurt us now
didnt care about current news, politics, stress
I'm not saying i was completely naiive, i listened to the music and understood
i listened to "it must've been love" and understood what the lyrics meant.
Knew that love was either painful or bliss...never knowing i would get the disadvantaged side.
Knew all the lyrics to "ironic"
understood that life could take turns, but never thought that i one day would have the irony in my own life.
Chris Isaac's "wicked game" gave me chills and had me desperately wanting to know what he was saying among the relaxing odd distressed melody.
But i guess it all was meant for some reason..
for me to be entranced into such contradictions to the typical love song
because in his own words...i dont want to fall in love with you....