Elton John
"It's a little bit funny this feeling insideI'm not one of those who can easily
hideI don't have much money but boy if I didI'd buy a big house where we
both could liveIf I was a sculptor, but then again, noOr a man who makes
potions in a travelling showI know it's not much but it's the best I can do
My gift is my song and this one's for youAnd you can tell everybody this
is your songIt may be quite simple but now that it's doneI hope you don't
mindI hope you don't mind that I put down in wordsHow wonderful life is
while you're in the worldI sat on the roof and kicked off the mossWell a few
of the verses well they've got me quite crossBut the sun's been quite kind
while I wrote this songIt's for people like you that keep it turned onSo
excuse me forgetting but these things I doYou see I've forgotten if they're
green or they're blueAnyway the thing is what I really meanYours are the
sweetest eyes I've ever seen"
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
"
Makes you Smile :)
A teaspoon of honeyA drop of April rainA soft grey bunnyThe best
summer all over againStirring green teaSwallowing gulps of fresh air
Kissing high on chestnut treesSleeping on cloverleaves as snug as bears Running by the silver beachIn the backseat of a carTalking melodies with easeSitting inches
apartThe breeze plays with your fringe like a teaseWhile on the train back into townWe share each others school books for notesOur feet are dancing, no longer on the groundAnd our minds are elsewhere, while staring at the wordsGalaxies and stars galore I can see the sea belowThe train is moving so close to the beachBut both our worlds are far away from shoreThe blazing sun seems within hand’s reachBut the only thing I want to touch is right hereSitting next to me is you, dear."nika-nikol
Makes you Smile :)
A teaspoon of honeyA drop of April rainA soft grey bunnyThe best
summer all over againStirring green teaSwallowing gulps of fresh air
Kissing high on chestnut treesSleeping on cloverleaves as snug as bears Running by the silver beachIn the backseat of a carTalking melodies with easeSitting inches
apartThe breeze plays with your fringe like a teaseWhile on the train back into townWe share each others school books for notesOur feet are dancing, no longer on the groundAnd our minds are elsewhere, while staring at the wordsGalaxies and stars galore I can see the sea belowThe train is moving so close to the beachBut both our worlds are far away from shoreThe blazing sun seems within hand’s reachBut the only thing I want to touch is right hereSitting next to me is you, dear."nika-nikol
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