Love & Housework
Adele predicting our future. Marriage is a marathon. Initial passion turns into familiarity, and – if you do it right – that’s not only okay, it’s better. The first song we wrote together. She handed me the lyric with the message, “think Otis Redding.” Meant to be sung as a duet (equal housework duties!) The musical structure – which I’m extremely proud of – came with no effort whatsoever.
It used to be when I'd pick up your shirt
I'd think about the night before
How you unbutton from the bottom
Shrug it off onto the floor
And lose myself in the memory of loving you.
It used to be when I cleaned up the kitchen
Sweep the floor and wash the dishes
The glasses from the night before
Would bring back the taste of wine and kisses
And I'd lose myself in the memory of loving you.
Now I pick up your clothes without thinking about it
And I make the bed, never thinking about it
It's because I've loved you so much now
I never lose the memory of loving you.
The fears of not knowing
Going, never growing
Make bold the colors of passion's first embrace
I've watched and waited as those colors faded
And I've earned the right not to fear
The weight of those unwelcome years
Redrawing your love in the lines you find in my face
Now I know I love you without thinking about it
And I can't live without you
Even thinking about it
Is something I could never do now
Cuz I'll never lose the memory of Loving You
I'll never lose the memory of Loving You