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 waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but yo
I don't go to sleep at night
because you haunt my dreams,
and waking up to find y
I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,
I loved her looks, I loved her stare.
I loved
The first time we ever met
Your name was all I knew
But as we got to know each ot
You gave me light
In my darkest of days.
You showed me, love
In so many w
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
I messed up today, not something I wanted to do.
I ruined a relationship by going off on
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
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