I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.
On the outside, they look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They're broken for different reasons,
and in different ways they hide
the pain, the hurt, the story; they will never tell.
The source of the brokenness
is what they hide.
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met.
They look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They are just like me!
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My prais
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
