evening,. And you're as soft as the break of day. It's a shame that you don't even see it,. But I hope you believe it someday. Find a simple truth inside you,. Pure and innocent as a child. Learn to
THINK ABOUT HIM EVERY DAY. AND HOW I NEVER GOT THE CHANCE TO SAY. I'M SO SORRY, I'M SO SORRY. JOE, DID YOU KNOW. THAT WE NEVER MEANT TO HURT YOU OR YOUR PRIDE?. JOE I TRIED, BUT I NEVER UNDERSTOOD
Summer, pictures that play in my mind. Dream of an innocent time, dear. Flowers and 4th of Julys, dear. Summer is still on my mind Summer, a bitter sweet lemonade. Under kaleidoscope shade. We, l
The morning sun is creeping in. I wake and dont know where i am. I keep moving on I take a breath. I look around. I see the boxes on the ground. I keep moving on Another picture taken from a fram
I. In the shade of a weeping willow. Once I played as an innocent child. And the earth was my only pillow. As I gazed at the clouds passing by. II. What became of the weeping willow?. Branches
A sleepless night in the city. No peace and quiet in the city. It's hotter than the water from a boiler in the basement of Hell. In this low rent, walk-up, broken-down hotel. Counting the cracks on th
The January rain. Drapes the sky in grey. And hides away the sun. And the pattering can be maddening. But I'll wait until it's done. For I can't chase the clouds away. And I can't stop the falli
I'm frozen like a photo, a sepia-colored picture,. voices in the hall, line the flower on the wall. Me n Isabella, playin' the piano,. melodies we pen, that may never come again. But oh, when I he
