Friends will come and friends will go,
The seasons change and it will show...

There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old...

To me death is going to sleep and never waking up,
To me death is like going to sleep after a long...

I love the way you look at me,
Your eyes so bright and blue...

You kissed my lips and I felt a flutter in my...
You touched my hand and lit a spark in my body...

You are friendly, kind and caring
Sensitive, loyal and understanding...

You remind me of a flower,
Pretty, inside and outside...

I wrote your name high in the sky,
But the wind came along and blew it away...