Tuesday, July 12, 2005

the chosen one,.. is my special one

summertime and winter is gone
daylight at the vale its treasure the moments
lyin in the grass dream about fairyland
counting clouds like it never goes to die

with sunlight, I shall be your lyre,
a sweet melody to your memories
summertime in vale hold me closely
and my heart free to whisper endlessly

Just reach out your hand
And by your side is where I will stand
Be sure and love your true friend
and I will be there for you time and again

And Hopefully you will clearly see
The reason I write is for you and me


R.d
yes,... it is for u my special one