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.
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
If Four Is A Party This Is A Public Party
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
I thought you were so cool.
Boy, I was wrong.
I feel like su
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
