As I awaken, each and every day,
Thoughts of love turn to you.
An unbreakable bond between us two,
A special love ever so true..
The warm glow in your eyes,
The sweet smile on your face;
Makes me want to hold you,
Forever in love’s tender embrace.

The gentleness of your touch,
The sweet passion of your kiss.
Just a couple of many pleasures,
I longingly so miss..
The sound of your voice,
Is like a song in my heart.
Always bringing me happiness,
As it has done from our start..

We’ve shared many joys ,
And and also felt some sorrows.
Yet our future is filled ,
Of wonderful tomorrows.
So until that bright day,
Far away such as it seems.
You shall always be my one true Love….
The woman of my dreams.

Loving you more
than words could ever say
bad choices that were made
believe me I have paid.

Giving you a life
then running far away
sorry doesn’t seem enough
I’m human and make mistakes.

Hoping you never hate me
knowing you’re hurt and mad
it’s better this way for now
although I feel really, really bad.

Just remember one thing’s for sure
deep down in moms broken heart
my love for you is deep and strong
no matter the miles apart.

What is love, but an emotion,
So strong and so pure,
That nurtured and shared with another
All tests it will endure?

What is love, but a force
To bring the mighty low,
With the strength to shame the mountains
And halt time’s ceaseless flow?

What is love, but a triumph,
A glorious goal attained,
The union of two souls, two hearts
A bond the angels have ordained?

What is love, but a champion,
To cast the tyrant from his throne,
And raise the flag of truth and peace,
And fear of death o’erthrow?

What is love, but a beacon,
To guide the wayward heart,
A blazing light upon the shoals
That dash cherished dreams apart?

And what is love, but forever,
Eternal and sincere,
A flame that through wax and wane
Will outlive life’s brief years?

So I’ll tell it on the mountaintops,
In all places high and low,
That love for you is my reason to be,
And will never break or bow.

When the truth is found to be lies
and all the joys within you dies
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

When the garden flowers baby are dead yes
and your mind is full of red
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

your eyes, I say your eyes may look like his
but in your head baby I’m afraid you don’t know where it is
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

tears are running ah running down your breast
and your friends baby they treat you like a guest
don’t you want somebody to love
don’t you need somebody to love
wouldn’t you love somebody to love
you better find somebody to love

Love is to share one’s self
For when in times of sorrow, love is to still spare a thought for others.
Love is to share one’s thoughts.
Love is to take time to care, even when your schedule allows not.
Love is to share one’s hope.
Love is to give your all, even though sometimes this isn’t seen.
Love is to share one’s dreams.
Love is to make more friends then to make enemies.
Love is to share one’s pain.
Love is a doorway to an infinite life of tenderness and fulfilment.
Love is to share one’s hapiness.
Love is a quality we all posses, although a quality not always to hand.
Love is to share one’s fears.
Love is but the seeds of an oak tree, for if planted with care,
will grow so strong no wind or storm can ever uproot.
Love is to share one’s sorrow.
Love is someone’s who’s special in every way
Love is to share one’s joy
Love is one’s perception of a meaning of a word.
Love is to share one’s tears
Love is much more than a word, love is what we are.
Love is to share one’s life.