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.
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
