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.
From the day that I first knew you,
Your heart was pure and kind;
Your smile was
You made me run away
from those who loved me anyway.
You pushed me down into the
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
A little bit angry through the years,
A whole lot lonely through my tears.
A wond
A wish for lots of birthday fun
To last until the day is done.
Hoping that all yo
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
