memoriesThe paintbrush lies,the memories,stirr like autumn leaves.Dried up paint,like clotted blood,sticks and stains your sleeves.Laughter rings,forgotten days,spent out in the sun.As summer passed,a fitfull haze,the painting and tiling done.No-one would now know,how happy we were,before time took its toll.Only memories,of a forgotton age,gently cusion the fall.
ImagineWhat if love was standing,right before your eyes,a love so true,imagination cant disguise.Imagine you could see them,in every hour of need,always there in moments,when you need a wishing seed.Your life was so in turmoil,you needed a helping hand,a special someone just for you,to walk with through the land.Then when problems disappear,love runs with it too,but never fear if love was true,it will always stay somewhere near.
waltzWalking slowly,eyes aflame,will I ever feel,this happy again?Lovers eyes,burning into mine,not to dance now,would be a crime!Gently he takes me,in his arms,whispers love in my ear,I succumb to all his charms.Waltzing softly,locked in his embrace,Wish my life could forever,spin at this pace.The dance ends,neither lets go,the bliss is too great,this is love-we know.
stormThunder and lightning are two jousting knights,screaming, roaring, plunging,they fight.The rumble of thunder,the horses hooves,galloping forward,on the ground so smooth.The flash of lightning,their armour bright,as the joust pole hits them,slicing through the night.The rain the confetti,as the crowd all cheer,welcoming their hero,of the tournament this year.
Growing downAll we do as children ,is pray for life to move on,will each birthday forward,jump out of bed at dawn.Wish to be like all the grown ups,wish to be treated like them too,wish to do what they do,busy till the day is through.All we do as grownups,is pray for life to stand still,will each birthday backwards,take dawn as a bitter pill.Wish to be like the children,wish to be treated like them too,wish to do what they do,free to take the day as we choose.
FinallyI never knew I loved you,didn't see at all,that you are what I wanted,your name my heart does call.I was young, I wanted freedom,I've realized my mistake,now I just want to hold you,these feelings I could not fake.I understand you may not want this,may not trust me now,you may not even love me,shut me from your memory,I can totally understand how.But realize that I've missed you,wanted to ask you back,found myself dialing your number,then the confidence I would lack.Only now do I realize what I really had,If I had met you that little bit later,I would have been more than glad.I know my heart has issues,But you it has never forgot,still you are the only one,whos has the key my heart can unlock.