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.
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
When you feel like the world
has turned its back on you,
there's always one perso
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,
I loved her looks, I loved her stare.
I loved
