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.
As you travel on life's way
With its many ups and downs,
Remember it's quite true
A good friend is someone
who cares about you.
They are someone who will be
<Listen to my heart as it screams your name.
Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.
<Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
my sleeping angel
I opened my eyes and saw an angel
I took his hand and he lead m
