Often times a scorn appears
While wondering of dreams...
I am so alone
Why can't they hear my cries...
Time stood still
The wind stopped blowing...
The beauty of a summers day begins
Watching the bright,morning sun rise...
You tell me that I am the one
But you won't even look at me...
Love is like magic and will always be
For love still remains life a sweet mystery...
Take away the sunshine
Send down showers of rain...
I âm empty inside, I don't know what...
I âm lonely, stumbling through life...
How do you expect me to cry for you?
just because we;re saying good bye...
Remember that field by Johnson’s farm
The one with all those Wildflowers...
Love is a fire, a flaming desire
It leaves no soul untried...
What is this that I feel
burning at my eyes...