Oh my soul, be thou quiet
This is not 'another diet'
Just a program of exchange
Though some things do seem strange
Raw vegetables and 'brock-o-lee'
Does not sound too good to me
Lots of tofu and bean sprouts
While my empty stomach shouts
The meaning here is quite plain;
This program is designed for pain
Someone with anorexia planned
A program that tastes like sand
My hands are sweating, my soul is dreading
I must keep this thing from spreading
My only hope, the paper shredder
It finally made this diet better
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
When you needed me I was there for you
I let you cry on me
I let you talk to me
Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust b
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
Together we may struggle
but without you all I feel is pain.
Sometimes I may seem
Sit up straight, speak with grace
Be a lady, fashionably late.
Always walk tall,
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
