"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I've heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
More beautiful
Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the thi
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
