Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
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
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
