I left the shores of the tranquil waves,

My shadow following me to the grave…..

Thousand miles across my feet

I kept on walking, hoping we could meet.

Crossed the mountains crossed the trees

Kissed all frogs none of them turned to prince

Every hand seemed the right one

Only when I touched it left my heart burnt

Surrounded by dreams of hope but found despair

One hand came up, told me I would care

By then my vision had impaired

Good not judge by myself good or bad

But the hand found me, its touch filled my heart

Man of my dreams, pioneer of art

Finally he has arrived, the one for me

Who has set my soul & spirit free

Have You ever loved someone
But knew they didn't care?
Have You ever felt like crying
But Knew you'd get no where?

Have you ever looked into their eyes
And said a little prayer?
Have you ever looked into their hearts
And wished that you were there?

Have you ever felt their heartbeat,
When the lights were turned down low?
Have you ever whispered "God, I love You"
But you'll never let me show?

Love is grand, yet it hurts so much.
The price you pay is high.
If I could choose between Love and Death,
I'd rather choose to die.

So do not fall in love, my friend,
It doesn't pay a dime.
It only causes broken hearts,
Yet it happens all the time.

So do not fall in love, my friend,
You'll hurt before it's through.
I ought to know, my friend -
I fell in love with you.

He was young
His life had just begun
All of a sudden it was taken away
I didn't even get to say the things I wanted to say
Only if God could see
How he could of turned out to be
He wasn't the only one to pay
I still cry to this day
He would have been 24 this year
Sometimes I envision him in my mind
As clear as I would in a mirror
I only hope he knows
that no matter where in life I go
I love him so much
I only wish I could feel his touch
Only if God could see
How much he meant to me
Why won't the sorrow disappear?
Why can't I stop shedding the tears?
I never told him how much I cared
or how much I enjoyed the things we shared
All of mind is filled with hate
Because I never told him of my love
and now it's too late
Sometimes I feel he's here
For he'd be alive today
and I wouldn't think of reasons "Why?" to say