Where are you, where are you, where have you gone, where are you now, are you with someone, and are you happy, are you truly happy, I wonder sometimes, but I will never know because you are gone, where are you, where are you, because there is a big empty hole in my heart, where…
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When you don’t know yourself
When you don't know yourself, and you are lost upon life’s rocky roads, how you suffer for your health, when you don't truly know yourself, and oh, how much time is lost, and at what a cost, to the sanity of the self, for you rush here and there, and your thoughts they bombard you…
When the winter has gone
When the winter has gone, cautiously, after your heart has melted, and there is no bitterness in the air, you will love again I am sure, a little more cautiously than before, a little more cautiously, and when the winter has gone, and your heart has melted, and you have begun to thaw, you will…
When I want you
When I want you, you are nowhere to be seen. When I want you, I wonder how you could be so mean, how you could be so mean to me, so, mean to leave me so lonely, oh, where are you, because you are only in my dreams, the lady of dreams and I am…
Whatever
Whatever, whatever you feel, I feel it too, for we are in synchronicity, me and you, and as we stand together, in troubled times, under dark clouds, and stormy skies, life it eats at us, as far too often we stand on the precipice, wondering what of life, what of life and of its cruelties,…
Whatever happens
My little one, whatever happens, sleep, and try to get a few winks, try to dream, and try to escape amongst the moonbeams, under the stars and the moon shining bright, and try to forget the day, and the misery by losing yourself in the night, the night where the magic happens, and where smiles…
What
What is this, this I see before me, this sad face of yours, this sad face, this misery, yes, what is this, and why is it, and what is its reason for existence, and why are you in such agony, I wish I knew, why you are so blue, why you are so blue and…
What you said
What you said, what you said resonated with me, and I, in a strange way I quite agree, never more you said, never more for me, for I cannot take it anymore and I am at my wits end, and my mind has given up on world peace, so, I am off to start a…
What wild wild woods
What wild wild woods these are. What wild wild places that I roam, and what wild wild places that I roam over muddy paths, and over rocks and boulders and across the lakes, the clear lakes and the muddied lakes, and across the streams and the rivers where I go, where I go. What wild…
What of the light
What of the light, and of the colour, and of the sun’s rays, what of the brightness, and of the grey, what of nature, and of how it affects our moods and ways, for me, tis the colour blue of the sky above, for when black as black, as the night is present, do I…
