Running through a field of clover, Stop to pick a daffodil I play he loves me, loves me not, The daffy lies, it says he does not love me! Well, what use a daffy When Jimmy gives me roses? Flora Launa
The shoes of a man with a blue wind suit XXSit in a window in utter despair. XXXXNowhere to go and nothing to see XXXXXXWhere are they headed in life? XXXXXXXXNo values are set, no goals are met, XXXXXXXXWhat will they end up to be? XXXXXXThey may aspire to be a twig, XXXXOr a red kazoo. XXWhatever they choose, it doesn't really matter Because that, they will never be.
The weak are weak XXX because there is no one to make them strong The strong are strong XXX because the weak helped them get there
Although the weak XXX helped make the strong, strong The strong, are not strong enough, XXX to be willing to help the weak.
He looked up Just to see her face Their eyes met She looked away He got up And took her hand Pulled her face up And leaned in
Regret comes with a swift wind Blowing the right choices in front of our eyes Like the mocker of a well-to-do man to the poor. Bitterness, like a rusted nail driven through the sole Contaminates the soul's happiness.
We see the sun go down And the moon become visible The stars are shining like a flashlight But no one stops to admire it That is when I realize "Why would it shine if no one cares?" So I stop for a moment, to take a look.
We lay on the beach It was a cold night watching the stars He grabbed his jacket and put it on my arm I looked, he nodded his head I grabbed his coat and put it on Now the night could be perfect Without the cold strong wind
