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.
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
