ACME
15-01-2010, 04:59 PM
Your Name
I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay
One Heart
One Heart
Locked behind a closed door
One Heart
Broken so many times before
One heart
Sitting and waiting
Waiting for someone to find the key
God only knows
Who that person will be
It will take someone special
Someone who is true
I can only hope that someone is you
A Secret Place
Each of us has a secret place
Somewhere deep within,
A place where we go to get away,
To think things through,
To be alone,
To be ourselves.
This special place, where we keep all our deepest feelings
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs, all our dreams,
All our unspoken fears,
It holds the essence of who we are
And what we want to be.
But now and then, someone comes along
And discovers a way into that place
We thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see,
To feel and to share
All the secrets, all the uncertainty,
And all the emotion we've stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down
In his or her own corner of our special place,
Where a part of them will live forever...
And we call that person
a friend
:smile (1)::smile (1)::smile (1)::smile (1)::smile (1):
I wrote your name in the sky,
but the wind blew it away.
I wrote your name in the sand,
but the waves washed it away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and forever it will stay
One Heart
One Heart
Locked behind a closed door
One Heart
Broken so many times before
One heart
Sitting and waiting
Waiting for someone to find the key
God only knows
Who that person will be
It will take someone special
Someone who is true
I can only hope that someone is you
A Secret Place
Each of us has a secret place
Somewhere deep within,
A place where we go to get away,
To think things through,
To be alone,
To be ourselves.
This special place, where we keep all our deepest feelings
Becomes a storehouse of all our hopes,
All our needs, all our dreams,
All our unspoken fears,
It holds the essence of who we are
And what we want to be.
But now and then, someone comes along
And discovers a way into that place
We thought was ours alone.
And we allow that person to see,
To feel and to share
All the secrets, all the uncertainty,
And all the emotion we've stored up there.
That person adds new perspective to our hidden realm,
Then quietly settles down
In his or her own corner of our special place,
Where a part of them will live forever...
And we call that person
a friend
:smile (1)::smile (1)::smile (1)::smile (1)::smile (1):