It hurts when I think about you.
It hurts when I got two of your things near me...
I look down this endless dark hallway.
so many doors...
Friends are like flowers
Forever growing, forever changing...
Times like those - Stanlee
Strange how people walk into our lives...
My heart resides with you;
your tears have stained my mind...
I stand there, alone and stare
Nothing but smiling faces, everywhere...
Trying to overcome sadness
With the pain you've endured...
"We go climb in our dreams,
Make sails and blow free...
Repeatedly coming once again.,
Ingrained in all our memories...
My window stays open
so I can feel the stars...
Something about a memory
Making time stand still...
Hansel, I believe you have a talent
Many of us would call a gift...