When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, 'What is it?'
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
A friend is like a star that twinkles and glows
Or maybe like the ocean that gently flows
Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust b
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
