I've got nothing left to say.
It's like the words ran away.
And I'm stuck between these walls
just because I lost it all.
What am I supposed to do
when my inspiration was you?
Between these pages I'm stuck.
Now let's just wait for luck.
Never give up,
Never give in.
Move onward and upward with strength from within.
Sharing sorrows, sharing needs,
Sharing happiness, exchanging deeds.
These are th
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<Green is so important
Because we see it all around
It's up very high on the trees
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a ja
