Of all the things I've ever said,
Of all the tears I've ever shed,
Of all the things I did to you,
I want you to know that I still love you.
Of all the days we fought and cried,
Of all the days I wished I'd died,
Of all the things you did to pull me through,
I don't believe it, but I still love you.
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
