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McCartney's 2005 lyrics mirrored pain!
Even when the world thought that all was well in the Sir Paul McCartney-Heather Mills union, the former
Even when the world thought that all was well in the Sir Paul McCartney-Heather Mills union, the former Beatles legend was penning songs about his failing marriage, it has emerged.
The songs form part of his 2005 album Chaos and Creation in the Backyard, and were written more than a year before the couple split.
A friend of Macca’s revealed that though the lyrics of the songs were thought to be directed towards Geoff Baker, the PR man he sacked, or even former band-mate John Lennon, the truth is that they are actually a reflection of his relationship with his estranged wife.
Macca’s emotions and troubles are especially visible in the song Riding to Vanity Fair – a barb at Mills, who gave an interview to the American magazine weeks before their marriage in 2002.
“All Paul's emotions and troubles because of the marriage to Heather are in that song. He is saying how the love has gone out of their relationship and is putting the blame squarely on Heather,” the Daily Mail quoted the pal, as telling the Sunday Mirror.
“Paul tells Heather how she has humiliated him and treated him like a fool. He says he was prepared to put up with that treatment because he loved her. He wrote how he permanently wanted her to be his friend. But the song says she turned down the chance - because she was more interested in publicity,” the pal added.
Some of the lyrics in the songs are:
Riding To Vanity Fair’: 'You can put me down, But I can laugh it off, And act like nothing's wrong You're not aware, Of what you put me through, But now the feeling's gone I was open to friendship, But you didn't seem to have any to spare, While you were riding to Vanity Fair.
Friends To Go: I've been waiting till the danger is past, I don't know how long the storm is gonna last, if we're gonna carry on I'll be waiting on the other side, for your friends to go.'
Certain Softness’: 'A kind of wildness, in her style, haunts my memory, more than I ever thought it would, A touch of wildness, in her style, got me hooked.'
Anyway’: 'If we could be, closer longer, That would help me, help me so much, We can cure each other's sorrow, Won't you please, please, please get in touch.'
