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're the beauty in the sunrise,
The soft warmth shining in the trees.
Joyful li
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
I live in most, if not all, children.
Many teenagers neglect me, and usually, all adults
Remember when we first did meet,
our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.
Remember
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
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
