I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.
On the outside, they look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They're broken for different reasons,
and in different ways they hide
the pain, the hurt, the story; they will never tell.
The source of the brokenness
is what they hide.
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met.
They look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They are just like me!
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
