It has been too late: I know, but live with your love only; love you a lot, l ove you more than my heart can contain; in fact my heart is contained by your love.
Our hearts still ache in sadness, And secret tears still flow, What it meant to lose you, No one will ever know.
Friendship is like a Pillow. When you are tired, you relax on it; When you are sad, you sheds tear on it; When you are angry, you punch it; And when you are happy, you hug it!
On this chill chill night, in your dark dark room, from your small small window, look at the bright bright stars wishing you a chweet chweet dreams