I wonder, did you reserve That special smile for me? It’s sometimes hard to tell You’re such a mystery And you hold me in your arms But something isn’t right
She hugged the book to her chest. Years of pencil scribbles, random words that she had learned, not a scrap of the paper not used. There was only one page left.
The tide has come into the bay Today is a brand new day The sun will rise, as will it fall And from the heavens you shall call Above the stars, above the sky, The angels can hear your cry,
