Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
