We play with fire.
We'd like to get burned.
Forever existed within us this desire.
Where we can talk and just turn.
Life has a meaning a purpose.
Growing old doesn't mean dying.
Sometimes it is for the best.
Oh my love my darling.
Wish I said goodbye.
Oh my love my darling.
Can I get another try?
The earth is crumbling.
Below my feet and the sky is crying.
Clouds come in but that sun is still shining.
Chances are not by luck.
We make best use of time.
Growing old doesn't mean dying.
Sometime it is for the best.
Oh my love my darling!
I wonder where we would be today?
Oh my love my darling!
I wish for you the best.
Oh my love my darling!
We can lie down and rest.
Oh my love my darling!
This love is all we get.
~R~
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Parquet Dreams
PoetryHave you felt those amazing patterns of love, anger, lust, passion, compassion or any other emotion? In this lyric album I have collected poems of mine which say something to me all the time. And I am sure they will to you too. Cover art is my own...
