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
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
You've been with me through rough and tough
Thick and thin, until the very end
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I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
