I am me, Used to be. My lies are true, True are my lies, This is me, Where truth lies. World’s round, All way around, I am me, Thought so, Things change, Obsessed to; I am me, Or what’s left, Looked at your feet, Ain’t so pretty now, Didn’t dare, look up, The way you’ve
A light dims out, I think without a doubt. Why do I stay here? Is it just a mere. Desire? I feel no pain, Which thus I cannot gain, I hope you see, The sorrowful side of me. I can’t feel Free, Though I try so desperately. I feel so empty, As empty as a
I dream of a clear sunny day. Sitting alone on a green patch of grass, Under the shade of a large tree, Feeling the soft cool breeze, Breathing the fresh countryside air, Listening the rustle of leaves, And enjoying the refreshment of an ice-cold beer. Yes, the perfect moment of peace. But this ‘moment of
Forever you promised, Forever a lie, You promised the Moon, And the stars in the sky. You’d stolen my heart, Then left me alone, You were so cold, It chilled to the bone. You left me with nothing, But tears and a past, When you said “I love you”, I thought it would last. But
You call yourself lover, That’s a lie… After all the times, You made me cry. Your love was fake, Wow I’m late… Found that out when we, Started to date.
Darling, you are really on fire tonight. Explosive like dynamite. Exciting like fireworks at night. Making passion rise. With those sultry bedroom eyes. Ready to explode like TNT. With sweet love just for me. Passion tonight is like nitro. What a beautiful morning afterglow.
White clouds, Morning breeze, Ripples in the pond, Dancing trees. Tall grass blowing. Our love growing. Sunlight shimmering. Sweet love simmering.
My love sets sail upon waves of trust. Destined for your heart. My love takes flight upon breezes of honesty. Destined for your soul. My love walks a path of sincerity. Destined for your mind. My love climbs a mountain of togetherness. Destined for your life.
Bodies swaying to and fro. To the music of Barry Manilow. Hearts aglow. Holding each other on the dance floor. Dancing until weak in the knees. To that hip disco music by the Bee Gees. Ending the night in a sweet groove. Listening to Neil Diamond. Voice so smooth. Music is magic. And magic is
A starry night in June. Two silhouettes can be seen on the moon. On a night so cool and fair. Sweet kisses under the white oak tree. Two lovers without a care. The moon seemed to feel our love. Like the inside of a warm glove. The moon spoke to us tonight. As passion reached
A piece of coconut cake, A cup of vanilla ice cream, A slice of apple pie, Can all bring bliss. But darling, you’re my favorite dish. A piece of you. Topped with love and affection. Is my one desire and wish. Served with passion and a sweet kiss. Life doesn’t get much better than this.
Cherry Coke tastes sweet. Mountain Dew is so neat. But darling, you’re my favorite flavor. The one that I always savor. Sweet as a strawberry soda. Fresh as lemonade. Smooth like Mello Yello. Makes me glad I’m your fellow. Drinking nice and slow. Satisfies my thirst. Every part is sweet to the taste. Not one