Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
Like a daisy in the sun,
she's my friend, she's no.1,
she is as sweet as a chocol
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
