From the day that I first knew you, Your heart was pure and kind; Your smile was sweet and innocent, Your wit was well refined. The sparkle in your eyes was keen, Your friend… See more

I should not dare to leave my friend, Because—because if he should die While I was gone—and I—too late— Should reach the Heart that wanted me— If I should disappoint t… See more

When did this happen When did you turn Into something so special Into someone I’d love The words you speak Now feels so different Lacerated with love The closer you are, the fas… See more

Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two. I'm one of your talking wounded. I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded. But I'm in Paris with you. Y… See more