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.
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
Her nature is the best.
Her smile has life.
Her eyes are full of love.
Sh
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
