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.
You are mine until the end.
I love you because you're my friend.
You were so kind
She has a special way
Of turning around my terrible day.
She makes all the bad th
It's getting late, I must go
I had a beer where did it go
I had to pee. I know it
Look into my eyes.
Tell me what you see.
It won't be happy.
It won't be p
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways
I love the way you love the real me
I want to live in a world
where nobody is afraid
to fall in love
or admit
Everyone's got a big mountain to climb,
All those with an incurable illness.
Each
Monday I was angry with the sun.
It was always in my eyes - no fun.
Tuesday I was
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
