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.
We all have many types of friends,
And in our lives, they come and go.
But if we
When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,
When you just don't know what to
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
We have something that holds us together,
Something that made us both better,
Som
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
My turn signal wasn’t working,
So I asked for help from a friend.
"Stand be
