Sometimes I feel like saying
I have nothing more to say...

As I pass you in the kitchen
I'm taken back by what I see...

There are many things, that I own
Which accumulates over the year...

We are only human
With lessons to be learned...

If you were my portrait then I'd be your brush
Painting your colours so vivid and lush...

Waking up late this morning
The alarm clock didn't ring...

She has only one wish for Christmas
Although she knows she won't receive...

It's every time I think about you
So beautiful and so warm...

I just love these romantic evenings
That I want to share with you...

You can't put me on hold
While you search for your direction...

Is this all there is
As good as it gets...

As trees keep falling
The sound they make would be us...