As a young girl, I always heard my mom play this song. Although I wasn’t really paying attention to the lyrics, the rhythm and the sentiments of a woman unsure was never forgotten. Looking back, I place my mother in a different light now that I have grown to know the feelings that has long been burning inside her. She might have wondered then if her husband — my father and the only man she ever loved — will still love her until the very end. Apparently not … Everything has its end. Love, regardless of its breadth, width and size, also expires.
Nonetheless, despite it’s romantic impossibilities, the song is still emotionally captivating. Written by New Yorker Carole King and originally recorded by The Shirelles, this has been recorded by many artists and was ranked among Rollingtone’s list of The 500 Greatest Songs of All Time at #125. My favorite versions are Roberta Flack, Amy Winehouse and of course, Carole King (with James Taylor).