I know him.
All his strengths and all his flaws...

Little angel in the fall--
She brings happiness to all...

I have nothing else to do
But sit all day and think of you...

This parchment is starting to yellow
As my heart is beginning to blacken...

She's tired from the night before,
Sprints out the door, uncombed hair flying...

There is a word - it rhymes with "dove,"
And from beneath will rise above...

When were you planning to tell me?
Would you've said anything to me anytime later on...

Enthralled with all the beauty
Of God's wonderful Creation...

Can I have nothing of my own?
Must everything I have or want be shared...

"It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not...
If I could paint a picture...

I find I'm always smiling
At the very thought of you...

You're such a liar, get up off your knees -
I don't need your apologies...