How would I hold you… if the sky was falling down?
This is what I asked myself in bed with my wife one night.
That’s often how songs begin for me. With a line that just appears. Over the years, you train yourself to notice them. Little things people say or phrases that cross your mind.
OK, here goes.
P.S. After you listen to the full song below, listen to me croak out the initial seeds of the idea.