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."
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the mo
I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.
It's a beautiful sight to behold, so soft
When someone's having a bad day,
A smile could go a long way,
So make sure to put
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
That's not my age; it's just not true.
My heart is young; the time just flew.
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
