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.
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
