“You, me, sittin’ on top of the world…”
I think that the hallmark of all great love songs is how they do not highlight lust, passion, or any other would-be fleeting emotions. No, the truly great love songs, the ones that stir the soul, awaken dormant needs, and gently elevate feelings of tenderness and affection to the surface, like a digger panning for gold, do so by emphasizing the beginning or end of a journey to seek, to find, and to keep a companion. True love is baring your soul, and having another’s bared to you in return, to earn a steady, trusting companion. Love resides with the person who allows you to just sit and be still with them.