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.
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Shadows on the wall
Noises down the hall
Life doesn't frighten me at all
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.
You're my soul mate, you're
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
You are mine until the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
He's tired of the pain.
He's tired of every lie.
He's tired of the countless nigh
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
