Why?
Why can't people see the real me?
I try so hard to be the perfect person I can be.
Sure I'm young, quiet, and shy.
But I'm such an amazing person, which many pass by.
Why?
Why can't people just take the time?
Just tell me your favorite thing to do and I'll tell you mine.
The people that do, I hold dear to my heart.
They see me as mysterious, sweet, funny, and smart.
You can't expect me to open up the very first day.
It takes time, but trust me, I'll soon have a lot to say.
Why?
Why can't people wait and get to know the real me?
I bet you I'd be a much different person than you first did see.
We have been friends for not so long
We've learned to trust and shared a song
We
Here I am, stumbling down the street
The rain's pouring down
I'm staring at my fe
There Is Always Hope In Friendship
It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
Two old friends met on the street,
Hadn't talked in many a year;
"How's your fami
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
We dance circles around each other.
Making eye contact now and then.
Smiling, gig
Somewhere I Have Never Travelled, Gladly Beyond
somewhere I have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silen
A Cow And A Rooster Went Dancing
A cow and a rooster went dancing
One night by the light of the moon.
They'd arran
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it
