Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
I've got nothing left to say.
It's like the words ran away.
And I'
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
My family's gone; there's no one home.
It's only me who's home alone.
I shouldn't
