Running short on imagination Still we waste it all on words Spoken without the benefit of our minds The candle burns the edges fray Our best intentions
Lyrics: Yesterdays Yesterdays Days I knew as happy sweet Sequestered days Olden days Golden days Days of mad romance and love Then gay youth was mine
I can't see how you love me. I can't believe that you would die for me, die for me. I can't see how you love me. I can't believe that you would rise for
When I look at You, then I can see just what I want to be. Then I close my eyes and count to ten that's when I begin. And I wonder why I often sigh and
You come to church so often, say you live your life. You come and go as if you're always doing right. You act as if you own the world and run it too.
Now I see that you are no good for me, You led me on, took my heart and now you're gone. I can't believe, I can't conceive the way you stabbed me in the
This world's an ugly place. So filled with much disgrace. Can we just save each other from each one another. It's just our human nature to want to hurt
I look at you and you look right back at me. Now I can see that's the way I used to be. I had so much of all this animosity. I never took the time to
You're so special to me. You fill my thoughts. As I sit right here I think about your smile, your beauty and your grace. I so long to hear your name.
when you nothing bianis screaming at the corn raise no question but it is soar would it ever come to mind that if you rise above the highest tree falling
crack the cover of any book, and begin to pathfind though-out, the life, of the story ... and you will find, that its ... written by an author of life
As i begin to write this i am fortunate to know which direction i will be going and as i come to the conclusion that I will forever see light i know as
as a flower, eases its way through the sidewalk, i see it ... its color, possesses the town, creating all the by-standers, to frown ... as i walk up
The timing was wrong, but sharp on the mark, breaking occured long ago. This Day is batterd, cold and shattered, in the midst of feelings i feel nothing
caught in a battle where we will always lose its everyman for them self u cant control your life u cant choose i wont budge its a new day a new sunset
She don't know what to do, it's all her fault she knows it too. She didn't want it that way but that night it couldn't stay. Can she make up, make up
i see why its so hard to see through a shattered dream, or see myself in my own well being ... i see why its so hard for you to see, through this broken
you're home now and i cant imagine what its like to enter a stone wall building knowing you'll wake up different waking up with a new way of life isn'