After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In the intensity of its fires,
There come the mellow, mild, St. Martin days
Crowned with the calm of peace, but sad with haze.
So after Love has led us, till he tires
Of his throes, and torments, and desires,
Comes large-eyed Friendship: with a restful gaze.
He beckons us to follow, and across
Cool verdant vales we wander free from care.
Is it a touch of frost lies in the air?
Why are we haunted by a sense of loss?
We do not wish the pain back, or the heat;
And yet, and yet, these days are incomplete.
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I Will Always Be There For You
I will always be there for you,
I am your little friend.
I will always be in love
