That's all right, Connie. My head is quite full of mondegreens. I've been listening to Norah Jones' CD--and she has this one song that has a line:

'My heart is drenched in __________________'

Well. I made that line:

'My heart is drenched in white'--and traveling many a mile I tried to figure out why the persona in the lyrics would have a heart drenched in white. Never mind that the following line had the word 'mind' in it; never mind that 'wine' would have rhymed better with 'mind' than 'white.' And forget checking the lyrics that came in the CD case. I tend not to read CD case information for years--don't want to contaminate my first impressions and mondegreens. One must cling fiercely to one's mondegreens.

Anyway, I certainly enjoyed weeks of wondering why the persona's heart was drenched in white as she longed to be with the other person in the song, who seemed to be a pretty bad jerk to me.

Then I couldn't stand it any longer. I didn't wait several years. I read the CD jacket and, damn it, her heart was drenched in wine--as the jerk was on her mind. Now I've got to figure out why her heart was drenched in wine--but that should be easier to figure out than her heart drenched in white, which I still think is a cool, if cryptic, concept.