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'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love
In the shadow of your warm love
I feel so safe and secure,
And your soft, caring
The little town was the perfect little town,
Where never would you see even one little fr
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.
Optimism required, let your light shine.
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
