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.
My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night t
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
Love is a mystery
never to be solved
when two people have a history
and a
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
