Red as the roses that brush against your lips,
Sweet as the touch at the end of your fingertips...
I miss holding ur hand,
i miss touching ur face...
Missing someone
Who is special to me...
Two hearts,
Lonely in a world of sorrow...
For my love that ever reaches thee in the dead of...
Across forested hills, its voice in ghostly echoes...
The sum of all we’ll ever be,
Charted by the line of time...
Rest assured, I’m full of doubt
A heap of timeless love...
Whenever your sad
Just whisper my name...
Should twenty more of you and all the same
Proclaim that they are you and you for me...
That when
you open my heart at the seams...
If I could
Go back...
I'm going to build a castle,
It's like has not been seen...