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.
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
You brought me sunshine
when I only saw rain.
You brought me laughter
whe
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
Happy Birthday to my very best friend.
Your special day has come by again.
We had
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
