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.
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
The world just sometimes feels like
I don't fit and don't belong,
And even when I
It's the memories of you I have
That make any grey sky turn blue
And lets me know
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
