If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
My objective is selfish Not to share or be heard To get it out and move on No one seems to hear my pain No one seems to feel my pain
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Rough day Rough night If I could live In my bath Water would never
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
Why do we love sunsets? Distinguishing fascination What other species Must stop and stare A romantic couple
The pine trees Reach up On both sides Of the road Telling me
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
My grandfather told my father when he proposed to my mother on one condition
Ask any female Love Is in the details I love you Three greatest words
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field