Wild Is The Wind
I tried to make you happy
You know I tried so hard to be
What you hoped that I would be
I gave you what wanted
God couldn't give you what you need
You wanted more from me
Than I could ever be
You wanted heart and soul
But you didn't know, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That takes me away from you
Cold is the night without your love
To see me through
Wild, wild is the wind
That blows through my heart
Wild is the wind,
Wild is the wind
You got to understand, baby
Wild is the wind
You need someone to hold you
Somebody to be there night and day
Someone to kiss your fears away
I just went on pretending
Too weak, too proud, too tough to say
I couldn't be the one
To make your dreams come true
That's why I had to run
Though I needed you, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That takes me away from you
Cold is the night without your love
To see me through, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That blows through my heart tonight
That tears us apart
Wild is the wind,
Wild is the wind
You got to understand, baby
Wild is the wind
[Solo]
Maybe a better man
Would live and die for you
Baby, a better man would
Never say goodbye to you
Wild, wild is the wind
That takes me away from you
Cold is the night without your love
To see me through, baby
Wild, wild is the wind
That blows through my heart tonight
That tears us apart
Wild is the wind,
Wild is the wind
You got to understand, baby
Wild is the wind
The sound of the front door slamming behind him as he left echoed loud into Jon’s soul. Tears threatened to overtake him as he piled his stuff into the backseat of the car. This is the right thing to do… he kept telling himself. Jen deserves way more than you can give her. We tried to make it work but damn it it’s just not going to work out.
Slamming the car into drive he pealed out of the driveway, leaving a good bit of his tires and his heart behind.
Jen lay on the bed sobbing, hearing the front door slam on her life with Jon had snapped the tenuous hold she had on the tears that had been brimming all day long.
She knew that he couldn’t be what she needed him to be, his music career was just taking off, and he couldn’t be the boyfriend that she needed. She hated to be the one all the time who had to be the heavy bitch and complain about the money but there was just never enough. God why does this have to be the end. Why couldn’t you give me the man I needed and make him be the man that I want also. The tears continued until she finally fell into a fitful, restless sleep.
Jon slammed into the small bungalow that he had shared with Richie when the band had first started out. It had been almost a year that he’d been living with Jen and not in the small bungalow but it felt as if he’d never left.
“Yo! Kidd, that you” he heard Richie call out from the converted 3rd bedroom that they’d turned to a sort of musical sanctuary. Nothing fancy, just their guitars plenty of booze and paper and pens.
“Yeah Rich it’s me bro! Back for good this time. He thought bitterly. Dropping his bags into the bedroom that used to be his, he headed into the back room. Finding Richie strumming his guitar and working on some new music. “What’s happenin’ bro?” Richie asked, sensing rather than asking if Jon needed to talk.
“Jen and I are over for good.” Jon sighed, I just couldn’t be the straight laced dude she needed me to be. You know she never out and out asked me to quit with my music but it was there…always unspoken in her eyes.”
Richie put his guitar down, and stretched. “Man that sucks, I wish I knew what to say to you. Maybe though it’s for the best. We’re about to take off and Jen really does need someone who can be there for her. She’s always been the needy one of the group.” Richie said.
“I know Rich, I really do…but it’s just hard, I love her ya know I really thought this time was going to be it for me.” Jon said rubbing his hands over his face. “I’m going to go shower and then I’m gonna head out to the bar, I need a drink.” Jon said rising from his chair.
“Mind a little company?” Richie smiled at him, he knew that Jon needed to let loose tonight, but he’d been friends with Jon for so long now, he also could sense that the man didn’t really want to be alone. He might not be the right gender for what Jon needed, but he was his best friend and he was damned if he was going to let some needy woman get in the way of Jon’s success.
Stripping down and stepping into the shower Jon leaned against the wall and let the hot water sluice down his back, relaxing the muscles there. She really is needy, and she wants so much from me all the time. Jon thought irritably. Getting dressed, he met Richie in the kitchen.
“Ready Kidd?” Richie said grabbing the keys to the car off the counter “I’ll drive.”
As the evening wore on Jon couldn’t get the driving melody of the song Richie was working on out of his head. That coupled with the feelings he was having about Jen and their relationship, he was in the mood to write.
Grabbing a pen and a stack of napkins from the bar, Jon barely noticed the bar around him. Richie had found a girl and was dancing the night away, leaving Jon alone at the corner table to pour his heart out.
The next day, Jon awoke and remembered the napkins from the night before. I wonder if… Striding down the hall he banged unceremoniously on Richie’s bedroom door. “Yo fucker meet me in the back room pronto!” Hearing Richie grumble he knew that he was up and would be back there soon enough.
“Kidd if I didn’t love you so damn much I’d kick your scrawny ass!” Richie groused as he walked in to the back room. “What is so god damned important that you couldn’t wait until a decent hour?”
Jon was strumming a guitar and looking at a series of napkins that he had scribbled all over.
“Hey man, can you play me that driving melody that you were playing yesterday when I came back?” Jon asked.
“Sure Kidd, what you got in mind?” Richie asked as he strapped on his guitar.
“Just working on something in my head…”Jon replied.
As Richie began to play Jon began to sing.
“I tried to make you happy, Lord knows I tried so hard to be what you hoped that I would be. I gave you what you wanted, God couldn’t give you what you need. You wanted more from me than I could ever be.”
Richie played on and harmonized as he saw fit, while Jon poured out his soul into the song that Richie just knew was a direct descent from his problems with Jen.
Six months later…
Jen had managed to stay away from anything that reminded her of Jon or the band. That part of her life was over, he was gone and while she was still broken inside, she knew it was for the best. Standing in line at the grocery store, she heard the D.J. come on and say
“And now guys and girls, here’s one from one of our own…let’s give it up Sayreville for our own Bon Jovi and Wild is the Wind…”
Jon’s voice and Richie’s haunting yet driving melody punched her like a fist in the gut.
“You need someone to hold you
Somebody to be there night and day
Someone to kiss your fears away
I just went on pretending
Too weak, too proud, too tough to say
I couldn't be the one
To make your dreams come true
That's why I had to run
Though I needed you, baby “
It was then that Jen knew it had been for the best. She still loved Jon but now she understood, it was in his blood this thing he did, his music. Wiping the tears that she found on her cheeks, Jen headed out into the sunshine. Knowing that at last, for sure that they had done the right thing.
