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.
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the love you have for me.
I see in yo
There's none to compare to you,
When we're apart I feel so blue.
I
we've always been together,
we did everything with laughter,
we thought it was fo
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
