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."
It's the memories of you I have
That make any grey sky turn blue
And lets me know
Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
Whenever I am lonely,
You're always by my side,
And when I call to you for help,<
Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
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
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
