Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When stealing chocolates was my only crime,
When sleep used to come early, at nine,
When my fears were much more sublime,
When I was unaware of society's paradigm,
When I used to mean, "I am fine."
Please, take me back to those simpler times.
As long as the birds are singing,
As long as the fish can swim,
As long as the su
I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
Life's too short to be wasted.
It passes just once, so make the most out of it.
L
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
You are mine until the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
When I am without her,
the sun doesn't shine as brightly.
When I am without her,<
