Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust begins to form
So unless you want your bicycle
To slowly rust away,
Provide a little kindness
When the sky begins to grey.
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
Do you remember, when we were young, those promises we made?
The promise to be there for
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
The answer lies true in my heart,
So if I tell you, will you tear it apart?
Or wi
