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.
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
a
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
