8 Writings

What Had To Be To Bring Me To Now

There are some truths still alive on earth
Some believable moments to follow
Some thoughts remain real with truth alive
Some days left bright, some safe nights
There are some pleasures of mine were fun
Some memories still forever true
Some talks with meaning
A needed turn now to call on
There are some walks still with you
A wonder never to leave

What had to be to bring me to me now

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How Am I Wrong About You

How am I wrong about you
I want to learn
Show me how I'm wrong
About your love
About my love
How am I wrong about you

Stop me if I'm wrong
Where I lived in my life
Why, who I am now
If I don't know who does

Driven away to return

How am I wrong about you
I want to learn
Show me how I'm wrong
About your love
About my love
How am I wrong about you

Tell me how I'm wrong
Pass my time
Share with me my song
If I don't know who does

Show me where I'm wrong
I will listen
I wait to see
I need to understand

How am I wrong about you
I want to learn
Show me how I'm wrong
About your love
About my love
How am I wrong about you

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Walk Through My Dawn

I don't see much change
In today from today, today
I still feel as once
For you, for me, for thought
I listen to you without sound

Walk through my dawn
Life and love play along
I write my song
Walk through my dawn

I don't create different
I say the same every night
Only change
Age comes around
Place to place returns
The wind still blows
Trees still grow

Walk through my dawn
Life and love play along
I write my song
Walk through my dawn

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Who Would Have Thought Of You

Who would have thought of you
I would
In any way your life would move

Always a bit of mystery
A wander through
No one else could use on me
Through any morning
Any moment now, then

Who would have thought of you
I would
In any way your life would move

Through any meaning
Never a star gazer
Never a sky watcher

Always a bit of mystery
A wander through
No one else could use on me
Through any morning
Any moment now, then

Who would have thought of you
I would
In any way your life would move

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Don't want to live in yesterday
I am lost enough in today
Trying to find reason for my life
Looking at where I hold my love

Who you were to me, you are now
Who I am to you, I was once

Don't want to walk my same places
Held down where I was once
Held down where I am

Wanting to move on with you
Looking at forever beyond world
Only a couple doors left to open

Next

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If I Hadn't Lived Real In Your Hold

If I hadn't lived real in your hold
I wouldn't have the need
To be held again by you

If I hadn't lived real in your life
I wouldn't have anything to say true
About the way clouds move in your love
I would look away if I wanted

There isn't anything in now but yesterday
I enjoy hearing again, why

If I hadn't lived real in your hold
I wouldn't have the need
To be held again by you

I am far away from world sound
I was always off on my own writing
About the way time moves in your heart
My heart is too warm some times

I trust too easy how I move in your way
I have to remind myself to look away

If I hadn't lived real in your hold
I wouldn't have the need
To be held again by you

There isn't anything in now but yesterday
I enjoy hearing again, why

If I hadn't lived real in your hold
I wouldn't have the need
To be held again by you

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Love Has Friends

Love isn't always sex
A need to share
In any life real

Love has friends
A need to remember
Being near
A thought to remember
Being near

Love isn't always sex
A want for closeness
In any life true

Love has friends
A need to remember
Being near
A thought to remember
Being near

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The Memory Of You

I always enjoy
Whatever I went through
Was my world

The memory of you
I see through
The memory of you

Was my life
Was my love

The memory of you
I see through
The memory of you

I understand
The hurt
Happy time shared

The memory of you
I see through
The memory of you

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Making rain this is all I know

Trying to find understanding's road

Making rain paying with my heart

Once protected by you

Making rain in my sleep

Win this world one time

Making rain I never said goodbye

How time plays with my eyes

I speak to no one though I try

Holding reason alive for a song

Just to carry feelings along

I'll follow you after the sun

I speak to no one though I try

Holding reason alive for a song

Just to carry feelings along

I'll follow you after the sun

Only One Light

On a broken old chair
In a dirty old room
With only one light
Only one light
To see my way
Only one light
To shine on me
Only one light
I can't understand
I can't hear why
Only one light
On a broken old chair
In a dirty old room
With only one light

Still trying to remember who wrote roses are red in my yearbook. A few guesses come to mind.  If anyone remembers please contact me 949-351-5740
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Still trying to find one high school picture blue top, hair sixties style from 1969-1970, my high school picture, junior high picture.  Does anyone remember these? please contact me 949-351-5740
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