The loving looks
That mean so much
And sweetly stare,
Saying how much
They really care
For there’s no deeper
Silent love
Than in those looks,
Not anywhere,
That keep on saying
What the lips
Don’t even dare.
The loving looks
That mean so much
And sweetly stare,
Saying how much
They really care
For there’s no deeper
Silent love
Than in those looks,
Not anywhere,
That keep on saying
What the lips
Don’t even dare.
My faithful friendThe only one,I’ve ever had.I cry and smileWith you,Hand in handWe’ve traveledLife’s Land,And I am everGratefulFor your presenceAnd your lettingMe explore,Your Magic Land.That takes meTo the coreOf feelings,And helps meUnderstand.
All the rest,Is playing with fire!
Magic wand,Making still waters,Come alive under the sun,Graceful miracle, white purity,That glides into serenity,Romantic past, long gone,And yet, like love,Your beauty never ending,Your secret never won.
The Tribal flux,Looks for no acquittal.Today we are no different,Than all the Others,The Country is living,Its saddest hours…
We love all that Chimes,Especially, Dimes
Artificial CommunicationsAre here to stay!As we moveFarther and farther, Away!From each other…