I’ve always liked the song Night Moves by Bob Seger; I liked it even when I was entirely too young to understand what he was singing about. I was living my youth, not reminiscing about the past. Now, however, at the age of 33, I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve lived …

Night Moves is my recovering-from-a-break-up song. It has that perfect mix of wistfulness, sadness and joy to make me smile wryly … plus I can easily belt it out. Last year my ex-husband went to see Bob Seger in concert. He later admitted he was a bit drunk and a bit wistful when he sent me a txt message stating that “Night Moves is the greatest song ever!” That still makes me smile, if only because it showed me that it’s ok that I’m not 100% over him because he’s not 100% over me.

This is just one of those perfect songs that we can all relate to … because we’ve all been young and restless and bored … or not-so-young and restless and bored …

I was a little too tall
Could’ve used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black-haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high

Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my 60 chevy
Workin on mysteries without any clues
Workin on our night moves
Tryin to make some front page drive-in news
Workin on our night moves
In the summertime
In the sweet summertime

We weren’t in love, oh no, far from it
We weren’t searchin for some pie in the sky summit
We were just young and restless and bored
Livin by the sword
And we’d steal away every chance we could
To the backroom, to the alley or the trusty woods
I used her, she used me
But neither one cared
We were gettin our share
Workin on our night moves
Tryin to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin on our night moves
And it was summertime

And oh the wonder
We felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder

I awoke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain’t it funny how the night moves
When you just don’t seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in