John Steinbeck wrote, “Change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, & it comes like a stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.”
Your silence speaks louder than your hurtful words.
Your actions show your true feelings; sucker of beauty.
Who knows where these roads will take us, we’ve been twisting & winding for so long.
Can we straighten up & find an even pace?
Change, it happens the minute I turn away.
Change, change, change is a revolution everyday.
Let this darkness disappear in the wind.
Stranded on this path waiting for you.
Cinderella in her party dress,
Waiting on her prince with,
Something barrowed,
Something blue
Oh, where are you?
A wick, no wax
Unattended flame burning destruction
Lets not let this flame go out
I don’t want you to be my hero,
Just my prince in shinning armor
I cant be your heroine,
Don’t drowned in your lonely frustrations
Should-a
Could-a
Might-a
It’s you,
When all my dreams come true
It’s you,
I want next to me
My heart has reason that reason doesn’t know
Love, love, love
Your love is all I need
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