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.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
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.
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
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
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 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
