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'll be there for you no matter what.
I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
I Can Do Anything For You My Love
Your lips so soft and red.
The thought of kissing you is stuck in my head. &n
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
Y
Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell ros
I thought I saw you the other day
I was wrong
I thought I heard your voice
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