Top of The World

Such a feelin’s comin’ over me
There is wonder in most every thing I see
Not a cloud in the sky, got the sun in my eyes
And I won’t be surprised if it’s a dream

Everything I want the world to be
Is now comin’ true especially for me
And the reason is clear, it’s because you are here
You’re the nearest thing to heaven that I’ve seen

I’m on the top of the world lookin’ down on creation

And the only explanation I can find

Is the love that I’ve found, ever since you’ve been around

Your love’s put me at the top of the world

Something in the wind has learned my name

And it’s tellin’ me that things are not the same

In the leaves on the trees, and the touch of the breeze

There’s a pleasing sense of happiness for me

There is only one wish on my mind
When this day is through I hope that I will find
That tomorrow will be, just the same for you and me
All I need will be mine if you are here

I’m on the top of the world lookin’ down on creation
And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I’ve found, ever since you’ve been around
Your love’s put me at the top of the world

Top of the World, performed by the Carpenters

Love is an oft-confused phrase. I say phrase, and not word, because it is one of the most expressive verbs. We use love to describe everything under the sun. From food, cinestars, clothes, jobs, to people, we have a strong preference for everything. But is loving a person the same as loving pizza? Expressing oneself is an art. You can set a house on fire with you sense of humour or trendsetting ways. But if you cannot empathise when needed, being misunderstood is a natural after effect.

I have come across several people with a misplaced sense of empathy. Not one to put labels, but it baffles me (to a much lesser extent now though), on how people can be woke and entitled all at once. When they get the empathy they believe they deserve, the world is beautiful. But if they get the treatment they meted out to those around, the victim syndrome kicks in.

In the end though, it all boils down to one thing. How you loved, how much you laughed and how contented you lived. Don’t forget to be grateful and count your blessings everyday!

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