i learned the truth at seventeen
that love was meant for beauty queens
and high school girls with clear siknned smiles
who married young and then reti...
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory
She is smiling alone
In the lamp light
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And ...
You can say all things must end
You can smile and even pretend
And you can turn and walk away so easily
But you can't say, you don't love me anymore
Y...