To my mother Isabelle
Every night I wonder Will you ever be my knight? It would make my heart pound To know that you’re mine The two of us flying, freed fom ou…
There is a used, Withered coat Hanging in that wardrobe Holes Run through it
No direction No certainty Only questions I Wonder what will come next My thoughts are fidgeting all arou…
Light is her name She is precious like gold Luckier than Fortuna, Always outruning fate Flames blaze from her eyes
A witch he thinks I am That a spell I’ve cast on him Through the delicous taste Of what I baked,
Today I feel like i am falling of… only to meet the hard, cold floor of my bathroom I cry for help I scream silently
Tears rolling down my cheeks I am sad Tired, Of torturing my mind Wondering
He is of the men you see eveyday A nice fellow working his way But you don’t know him like I do As what defines him is virtue You would’t believe how many times
Nothing particular to this shirt, Juste an old piece of fabric One might say But to me it’s a rare and precious item
Dew is covering my garden, As an invitation to open my eyes Virtuous nature that thinks of me Irresistibly I am drove to you, Devoted and delighted
The water Falls in a mellow harmony Helping me to clear my mind And direct the current of my thoug… I close my Eyes
Everyday I worry I dread this coming month, September The milestone of our life The day our fate will be known
Words are slipping away From my lips Flooded with emotion I am As the mirage finally came to life
Sunshine, Driven by Helios through the Sky In a golden chariot To the sole purpose Of illuminating my life
How many times Can I take no for an answer? Knowing you want me But are too afraid to love Disapointment