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,
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
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
​Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
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
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
