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 want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
