Lucille Starr then and now

I woke up remembering Lucille Starr. Perhaps she returned to visit my dreams after many years of absence.

When I was a teen, I loved the poignant lyrics and her voice when she sang her hit. Oddly called The French Song in both languages, it raked my guts with claws of longing.

The ending -- a tour de force of lovesick loneliness -- chimed perfectly with my fourteen-year-old sensibilities.

Je suis seul, je ne peux penser qu'a toi.

One of the great things about the internet is that all I had to do was Google her name and I found the song I remembered.

This song made a big impression and in certain circles, its popularity has lasted. This version, available on YouTube, was recorded in 2008. After more than five decades of living, I still enjoy the song. But the old resonance is long gone.