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.
Raindrops on window panes
Stars at night that are just airplanes
Sparks of light
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man starin
We sat
And talked
About nothing
I looked
Into
Your eyes
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
I've always viewed life from the sidelines,
Just watching it passing me by.
In th
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
May your blessings be many
and your troubles be few.
And may you feel God's prese
Live as the sun shines in the sky.
Live as high as the birds can fly.
Live as the
In life, some people will hurt us and cause us pain,
but we must learn to forgive and for
