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 thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
No Such Thing As Happy Endings
The first night they meet
He knew it to be true
This girl who lied before him
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
