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 if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
My Love I'll Go Anywhere With You
Let's run away.
I don't care where.
It doesn't matter,
As long as you're
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
No wo
Nothing Like A Fifth Grade Crush
There's nothing like a fifth-grade crush.
When you see that girl it's such a rush.
<What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
