My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm awakened by a noise that sounds like a foghorn.
It's louder than the sound of barking dogs at night
Or a fireworks explosion that lights the sky real bright.
A chainsaw cutting logs doesn't make as much din,
Nor did the wall coming down way over in Berlin.
A jet plane at takeoff will get your attention quick,
As will a jackhammer engaged in busting up some brick.
But neither equals the clamor from Mom and Dad's bedroom,
Worse than a stick of dynamite at the moment of KABOOM!
At last, I figured out the source of all the raucous roaring.
It was only good old Dad engaging in some snoring
Mom says: "I don't mind; it's a Godsend
That all that wind isn't coming out the other end."
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
I'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
I don't get how you can't see
All the things you did to me.
If only you knew
