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.
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
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
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
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
