It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
Getting Over You
I'm sitting here trying to get over you.
Brighter Skies
If you awake to one more dreary day,
Babe When You Hold Me
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
A Thing Called Love
You know the thing... right?
The Mirror
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
Just Like A Child
How I wish to trust
Just For Today
Just for today,
What A Mean Of Friendship
A good friend is someone
Have A Good Day
May your blessings be many
Finding Peace
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
