I want to get stronger Yes, I'm a gentle man Down waves and tiny arms And a tiny voice that never said things quite right And here's a funny place to
In pastures blue and green I'll follow you and you'll follow me My fabrics mystery I'll wave your loyalty in the freezing Breeze so desperately And another
life with your head in the clouds Just another lost soul that needs to be found Why do you do it? Please tell me why you do it ? A gentle hand hidden
days The strands of wisdom twist and curl Soft flame in the warmth of my heart Oh, essential words that lightly fall Like snow through the mist of her thought The gentle
you to my breast and find That you're waving from the back roads By the river of my memories Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind That you're waving
Oh big stripy lie moving Like a wavy line Coming up behind All young gentle dreams drowning In life's grief Can you hang on me? Don't want to hurt you
waves that mount and crest. Feed the hay of havoc, to the mouths that starve for such. And milk the cows of gladness, with a firm and gentle touch.
Poetry in motion, walking by my side Her lovely locomotion keeps my eyes open wide Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway All waves out in the ocean could
A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain Softly blows over Lullaby bay It fills the sails of boats that are waiting Waiting, to sail your worries away
a tin Can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find That you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory Ever smiling ever gentle on my
the water And my lover's arms're wrapped around me tight And almost empty bottle of rose sits on the table Like the echo of a sweet and gentle song I
ever heard You speak and the angels sing Or am I breathing music into every word? Suddenly the setting is strange I can see water and moonlight beaming Silver waves
Gentle thoughts meander through the sand As the ship-made currents reach the land The omniscient sun paving through the sky And when it's done all the
We ride our bikes around the circle in the cemetery weaving I wave up to You on the Cross Am I to come upon You suddenly like this forever? Happy, relieved
Tell the repo man And the stars above That you're the one I love Perfect summer's night Not a wind that breathes Just the bullets whispering gentle
Smoother than a gentle breeze blowing through my mind with ease Soft as can be when you're loving me When you're loving me Love to be riding on the waves
tin lockets What time erases and memory mocks I'll send them over the ocean foam Right into those gentle European homes The slave ship 'Blessing' slipped from Liverpool Over the waves
She's the melting pot of summer She's a balloon with a gentle breeze She can move around in waves of thunder She is up when you're asleep She's a pretty