See the picture in the hall. Framed in magic on the wall. Ain't it funny how it glows. What's on the inside. No one knows. What makes this picture. So inviting.
I thought no one could keep us from sharing the rest of our lives.. Like a fool I believed you were true and had no disguise.. There's a clear blue sky outside and the summer is fine,.
I thought no one could keep us from sharing the rest of our lives.. Like a fool I believed you were true and had no disguise.. There's a clear blue sky outside and the summer is fine,.
We told our tales as we sat under. Morning's sleepy sky. With all the colors of. The sunrise shining in our eyes. . One, then another. With a story of yesterday's life.
True Thomas sat on Huntley bank. And he beheld a lady gay. A lady that was brisk and bold. Come riding o'er the ferny brae. . Her skirt was of the grass green silk,.
She looked out of the window as white as any milk. And he looked in at the window as black as any silk. . Hello, hello, hello, hello, you coal blacksmith.
If I were a singer I'd sing you a song,. A song that would live in your heart forever;. I'd sing it loud and strong,. Every single word,. So that when my life is over,.
I am a youthful lady. My troubles they are great,. My tongue is scarcely able. My grievance to relate;. Since I have lost my true love,. That was ever dear to me,.
Oh, when I was a tailor, I carried my bodkin and shears. When I was a weaver, I carried my roods and my gear. My temples also, my small clothes and reed in my hand.
Oh, it's in the evening after dark. When the blackleg miner creeps to work. His moleskin pants and dirty shirt. There goes the blackleg miner. . Well, he grabs his duds and down he goes.
A blacksmith courted me nine months or better. He fairly won my heart, wrote me a letter. With his hammer in his hand he looked so clever. And if I were with my love I would live forever.
Bullseye my pony, Bullseye my pride. Bullseye mi amigo, Bullseye I will ride. Across the wide prairie, beneath the blue sky. We'll ride on forever just me and Bullseye.
I'm coming with peace. And all the things you need. In a zombieapocalypse. You can sleep in my room. We hope help will come soon. The dead walking everywhere in doom.
I've been thinking back over my life. And some of the questions I've had. I've thought about living, I've thought about dying. And what makes me happy or sad.