We carve curved lines in the sand with
dead twigs of a sycamore...
Okay.
I promised, I told you I'd try...
I ponder your feelings towards me
with sincerity and distrust...
A love story
would be over-rated...
Some people don't dare to live their dreams
Others let them die in vain...
Being with someone,
Knowing that you can’t get sick of...
The Dance
let us dance tonight...
Love is something special that is shared with and...
Overwhelming feelings of happiness, joy and...
I'm a selfish person who's good at
Not really caring about your feelings...
Hey yellow bird standing there
On a branch of the old green Cedar...
Her alluring scent hung in the air like lavender
beams of morning's glory bending around the window...
Not the words that fall from your lips
with such ease, they lose meaning...