I've always used words to describe him
In my mind.
I guess that's why I've found the words for him
In his eyes.
Brown is the color of
Autumn leaves,
When the color is fading,
The trees are bare,
And it marks the season's greetings.
Brown is the color of
Concrete once the rain hits.
It falls to the pavement and leaves a sparkle
When it passes and absorbs in.
Brown is the color of
His eyes,
The color of fading,
And the color of change,
Sometimes the good and sometimes the pain.
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
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
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
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
