A Stone Dropped In
Water In A Moments
Its Gone
Bt
Dere''ll b 1000 Ripples
Circling On & On
2day Im Here
2morow Im Gone
Bt
Dere''ll b 1000
Memorie Echoing
On & On
Sometimes Being A Friend Means Mastering The Art Of Timing. . .
There Is A Time For Silence. . .
A Time To Let Go. . .
And A Time To Prepare To Pick Up The Pieces When It''s All Over. . .
A moment of joy spent
under a willow,
The tear of eye that
wets ur pillow,
Sometimes pain
&
Sometimes pleasure
When given by Friends,
Both are treasure ! (:
