Two old friends met on the street,
Hadn't talked in many a year;
"How's your family,?" asked this dear old friend,
"I'd really like to hear."
"George has a Master's in literature,"
The other said, with pride,
"And Mary's a grad in modern art,
Her career she has yet to decide."
"And How's Willy," the first friend kindly asked,
While the other displayed defeat;
"Oh, Willy's a plumber," she sighed, hanging her head,
"But wit
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
your eyes are so dreamy
your lips are so soft
your body is so lovely
why
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,
We loved being together, now we cry
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
Take me back to those simpler times
When all I sang were nursery rhymes,
When ste
Sometimes life is hard, and there is so much I still don't understand.
I feel alone and a
