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.
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
