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.
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little fr
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
