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.
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, A
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly
