My favorite thing about this Ed Sheeran tune is embarrassing my son in the car, while I belt it out with my pretend microphone. If you ever want to make an 8 year old boy slump in his seat, serenade him with some real emotion.
With a title like, Thinking Out Loud – the possibilities are endless. If the title came before the song – was the first draft more realistic? I’m not doubting Ed doesn’t have romantic sweet nothings constantly swirling around his head, but he is human. I’d like to hear the original.
I don’t know, but if it was me?
It would probably go something like this…
When my legs don’t work & they’re hairy for sure
And I can’t sleep in shorts, gotta deal with the heat
Will my husband still try and get a taste of my love?
Will my fake sleep be obvious from my cheeks?
And, darling, I will be loving you ’til we’re 70
But, it’s not like I’m still 23.
And I’m thinking ’bout how people fall in love in idealistic ways
Maybe just the touch of a leg…
Well, me – I don’t shave my legs every single day
And I just wanna tell you that
So honey now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I’m thinking out loud
That maybe we found love, but keep your hands off my legs.
That seems practical.