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.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
I never knew love until I found you.
Always thought it was a myth until you showed me it
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their sile
