written 1998
She was a gift to you America, fr… In celebration of the 100th annive… She came to you in a battleship, i… You built a pedestal for her, so s… You lit her torch and gave her a s…
Many years have gone by since He last saw you and he finds You more beautiful then He ever did before He thought he was in love with
Secret places Have treasures of mysteries Inner thoughts hidden Conceal unfounded knowledge Broken hearts wounded
Woman who watches Her life from the sidelines Pleasing but empty A tearjerker sometimes— But after the show,
“S” is 4 the “special” person that… “I” is 4 the love she “idolizes” f… “S” is 4 the “smile” on your face “T” is 4 the “tears” in your face “E” is 4 their first names in your…
There was a time she wanted to say… Other times she wondered why So young so full of life which wil… As beautiful as the new day’s dawn She can see the end is near
You are the life blood of her livi… The breath she breathes each day. The sunshine of her sorrows. The rainbow of her cloudy days. Her darling there is none like you…
Oh, she wishes that she could fly To hover in the sky. Be close to you, her Lord, Under your caring and powerful eye… Only then would she feel as free a…
Look at those hands Which hung at her sides When the softest Whisper of a kiss Surprised her forehead.
The shadow of life still remains With all its agonies and pains, But fear itself is found within The purest soul of the youngest ki… When life’s dark mystery fades awa…
He thought of you today, Early; at the break of day. Why you didn’t stay. Is hard to say. His words were misunderstood,
Why does she cry these tears, For they belong not to her But to a child of the night. Who is this child that chooses to… Between parked cars at the edge of…
Call her back to a time long ago, Before the white man came to her l… A time long ago when buffalo roame… And her freedom knew no bounds. Call her back to a time long ago
Dear Love, Yesterday was filled with pain and Sorrow so they spoke. Because of this, yesterday grew Farther and farther away.
That which you have stolen Is in your potent hands. You hold it there securely Not letting a pulse be spared Of the ceaseless ache of love for…