On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the moon.
Always keep moving, he never looked behind,
stepped to the beat tunes played in his mind.
Many wise words he sang, so lovely the sound,
composed with chords that kept peace around.
I sometimes get visions and with them shivers,
as I think of the legend that traveled this river.
I wish it were true, that he wrote such a song,
when the world heard it, we'd all sing along.
The Years have passed by,
In the blink of an eye,
Moments of sadness,
And
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
