"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.
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Thank you
For loving me true,
For being no one but you,
For holding my ha
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks
When a sound of despair in my heart rings
I'
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
