When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful 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.
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
