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.
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
Get that nit comb through those strands,
This lice lotion best of brands,
Naught
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
I thought it was what I wanted.
You promised me it was.
You took me in your arms<
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
I'm sitting here trying to get over you.
Let's get one thing straight; I'm only 19 and tr
