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.
To feel that sense of comfort
That you felt in times gone by.
To hug someone with
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
You're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
