The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads, it eats away
Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see
That you cannot change what happened,
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.
Because the past is the past for a reason.
It's been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It's done, it's unchangeable; move on.
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
It has meant so much
Having you as a friend.
You will always be a part of me
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
So much thrown at me,
And up against a wall
I feel like I've spent my life,
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
