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

Standing by,
All the way...

I believe in angels,
The kind that heaven sends...

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

A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift...

A gentle word like a spark of light,
Illuminates my soul...

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

My love, I have tried with all my being
to grasp a form comparable to thine own...

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see...

My Love...
Boy...

The reason I shake and the reason I cry
Thoughts of the past and the future gone by...

Love isn't like a rose. It's kind of like art...