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What was so special about this song? Well, the thing was, I didn't used to listen properly to the words; I just waited for that bit that went: 'Baby, baby, never let me go.. And what I'd imagine was a woman who'd been told she couldn't have babies, who'd really, really wanted them all her life. Then there's a sort of miracle and she has a baby, and she holds this baby very close to her and walks around singing: Baby, never let me go.. partly because she's so happy, but also because she's so afraid something will happen, that the baby will get ill or be taken away from her. Even at the time, I realised this couldn't be right, that this interpretation didn't fit with the rest of the lyrics. But that wasn't an issue with me. The song was about what I said, and I used to listen to it again and again, on my own, whenever I got the chance. There was one strange incident around this time I should tell you about here. It really unsettled me, and although I wasn't to find out its real meaning until years later, I think! sensed, even then, some deeper significance to it. It was a sunny afternoon and I'd gone to our dorm to get something. I remember how bright it was because the cui-tains in our room hadn't been pulled back properly, and you could see the sun coming in in big shafts and see all the dust in the air. I hadn't meant to play the tape, but since I was there all by myself, an impulse made me get the cassette out of my collection box and put it into the player. Maybe the volume had been turned right up by whoeverhad been using it last, I don't know. But it was much louder than I usually had it and that was probably why I didn't hear her before I did. Or maybe I'd just got complacent by then. Anyway, what I was doing was swaying about slowly in time to the song, holding an imaginary baby to my breast. In fact, to make it all the more embarrassing, it was one of those times I'd grabbed a pillow to stand in for the baby, and I was doing this slow dance, my eyes closed,

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What was so special about this song ? Well , the thing was , I didn't used to listen properly to the words ; I just waited for that bit that went: 'Baby , baby , never let me go .. And what I'd imagine was a woman who'd been told she couldn't have babies , who'd really , really wanted them all her life . Then there's a sort of miracle and she has a baby , and she holds this baby very close to her and walks around singing: Baby , never let me go .. partly because she's so happy , but also because she's so afraid something will happen , that the baby will get ill or be taken away from her . Even at the time , I realised this couldn't be right , that this interpretation didn't fit with the rest of the lyrics . But that wasn't an issue with me . The song was about what I said , and I used to listen to it again and again , on my own , whenever I got the chance . There was one strange incident around this time I should tell you about here . It really unsettled me , and although I wasn't to find out its real meaning until years later , I think ! sensed , even then , some deeper significance to it . It was a sunny afternoon and I'd gone to our dorm to get something . I remember how bright it was because the cui-tains in our room hadn't been pulled back properly , and you could see the sun coming in in big shafts and see all the dust in the air . I hadn't meant to play the tape , but since I was there all by myself , an impulse made me get the cassette out of my collection box and put it into the player . Maybe the volume had been turned right up by whoeverhad been using it last , I don't know . But it was much louder than I usually had it and that was probably why I didn't hear her before I did . Or maybe I'd just got complacent by then . Anyway , what I was doing was swaying about slowly in time to the song , holding an imaginary baby to my breast . In fact , to make it all the more embarrassing , it was one of those times I'd grabbed a pillow to stand in for the baby , and I was doing this slow dance , my eyes closed ,

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What was so special about this song? Well, the thing was, I didn't used to listen properly to the words; I just waited for that bit that went: 'Baby, baby, never let me go.. And what I'd imagine was a woman who'd been told she couldn't have babies, who'd really, really wanted them all her life. Then there's a sort of miracle and she has a baby, and she holds this baby very close to her and walks around singing: Baby, never let me go.. partly because she's so happy, but also because she's so afraid something will happen, that the baby will get ill or be taken away from her. Even at the time, I realised this couldn't be right, that this interpretation didn't fit with the rest of the lyrics. But that wasn't an issue with me. The song was about what I said, and I used to listen to it again and again, on my own, whenever I got the chance. There was one strange incident around this time I should tell you about here. It really unsettled me, and although I wasn't to find out its real meaning until years later, I think! sensed, even then, some deeper significance to it. It was a sunny afternoon and I'd gone to our dorm to get something. I remember how bright it was because the cui-tains in our room hadn't been pulled back properly, and you could see the sun coming in in big shafts and see all the dust in the air. I hadn't meant to play the tape, but since I was there all by myself, an impulse made me get the cassette out of my collection box and put it into the player. Maybe the volume had been turned right up by whoeverhad been using it last, I don't know. But it was much louder than I usually had it and that was probably why I didn't hear her before I did. Or maybe I'd just got complacent by then. Anyway, what I was doing was swaying about slowly in time to the song, holding an imaginary baby to my breast. In fact, to make it all the more embarrassing, it was one of those times I'd grabbed a pillow to stand in for the baby, and I was doing this slow dance, my eyes closed,

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