Tears on my pillow

My pillow soked with tears,

from all the hard times through the years.

Good times come, as bad time grow,

Pain is my familiar foe.

Love, is a face you can never forget,

It will bring you lots of memoies,

Some you will charish,some you\\\'ll regret.

From subbing in sleepless nights,

To being breathles at love\\\'s very sight.

For love is the reason these tears stain my pillow case,

So I\\\'ll pull this trigger, and forget love\\\'s familiar face.