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 no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I messed up today, not something I wanted to do.
I ruined a relationship by going off on
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
