We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, giggling like 2-year-olds.
Making flirty remarks to each other.
We promise.
We try not to fall.
But in the end one of us does.
In our little dance of love.
Usually me.
And you're never there to catch me.
Like a good partner should.
I hit the floor.
And I hit it hard.
I pick myself up, dust myself off,
and we start the dance over again.
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
have you ever had a kiss
that took you on a bliss
and left you with shaking knees
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
A friend is not just someone who hangs out with you.
A friend is someone who cares about
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
