The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Their bedroom is full of conducted tours.
Their radio is louder than yours,
They celebrate week-ends all the week.
When they take a shower, your ceilings leak.
They try to get their parties to mix
By supplying their guests with Pogo sticks,
And when their fun at last abates,
They go to the bathroom on roller skates.
I might love the people upstairs more
If only they lived on another floor.
Look at the beauty in her eyes,
a glow that shines like the sunrise.
Her sm
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
All of my life
I was living in a lie.
It seems that my childhood
has flow
You sing,
I smile,
"I get a kick out of you,"
You sing still,
And
Who learns and learns,
Nor acts on what he knows,
Is one who plows and plows,
I feel so heavy, really tired of what
I'm carrying right now.
I wanted to howl an
My heart feels like it's torn in two,
Why can't I just be with you?
Every day ano
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
Life is like an old house; it gets used,
worn-out and old.
Then it's time to move
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
