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
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
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
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
