It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
