When this song first came out, right around twenty years ago (yikes!), I either read, or heard Richard Marx say in an interview, that he woke up one morning with a couple of lines ringing in his ears:
I swear I left her by the river
I swear I left her safe and sound
and around those lines built this story of a missing girl and the young man who may–or may not–know exactly what happened to her.
I was intrigued by Marx’s explanation because that’s one of the two ways I write poetry:
One way, I refer to as the Nike School of Poetry: Just do it. 😉
The other is to begin with a single line or image and build around that.
I’ve always visualized this song in sepia tones, for some reason–sepia and mist.
Okay, yeah, I’m a strange knobite, even among strange ones. 😀