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.
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
A rose for every year,
many smiles for every tear
Way more of the first than ever
You entered the room and my heart skipped a beat
I knew in an instant we were destined to
I Can Do Anything For You My Love
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
I like to blaze new trails
on the road to nowhere.
On a journey through time,
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
