there are songs that cannot be sang no more strong rhythm that cannot be expressed in a crazy dance like before there is pain kept hidden within the lyrics of our favorite song
i stopped singing love songs. it reminds me of the sound your name every time i hear one, my heart shatters, again... isn't that your favorite sound?
One day, If I could give you, One thing in life, I would like to give you, The ability to see yourself, Through my own two eyes, The look that I fall for everyday, Only then, Would you finally come to a realization, Of how special you are to me
the sky is golden blue your cheeks a pinkish hue walking through the snowy woods all i want right here with you time is slow your hand in mine falling snow clouds align the softest kiss upon my nose arms around you wind softly blows it's cold but i can't tell deep i my heart my love will dwell boots are crunching soft white snow i love you more than you will know