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
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
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I wish I could run away, I wish I could hide
From all the pain he has caused me inside.
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
