The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your tre
Come a little closer
Honey, come a little closer,
let me whisper in your ear.
What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
Always looking for ways to improve myself,
But I struggle to take that first step.<
