Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from crawling along in the dirt
And biting two buttons off Jeremy's shirt.
I got it from chewing the roots of a rose
And digging for clams in the yard with my nose.
I got it from peeking into a dark cave
And painting myself like a Navajo brave.
I got it from playing with coal in the bin
And signing my name in cement with my chin.
I got if from rolling around on the rug
And giving the horrible dog a big hug.
I got it from finding a lost silver mine
And eating sweet blackberries right off the vine.
I got it from ice cream and wrestling and tears
And from having more fun than you've had in years.
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
