O' turn the sun to where she now resides;
That here be dark, and there she's cast in full...
Keep a little back
Play the game well...
It's a pity love can't
Be fixed like a car...
Anytime we make a plan,
time sits laughing in a corner...
I'd write you a love song
But to me that's all too cheesy and long...
My sun has set, I cannot tell
the weaving of the black thread...
Seasons come, seasons go
Summers rain, Autumns Fall...
Ooh my Belle,
Like a bee bears honey...
I thought I was fabricating a story,
creating experiences that never...
You are my happy poem.
The one I tuck underneath...
A roller coster of emotions floods over me
Pledged with constant doubts...
Fire burning embers feel like a draft with the...
And symphonies of love with words spoken so soft...