Lovesick, Bitter And Hardened Heart. Aching, Waiting

Oh Simple Thing, Where Have You Gone? I'm Getting Old And I Need Something To Rely On So Tell Me When You're Gonna Let Me In I'm Getting Tired And I Need Somewhere To Begin

A Peaceful Home Is As Sacred A Place As Any Chapel Or Cathedral.

I Don't Have To Come Up With A Ha-ha Belly Laugh Every Day, But Drawings With Warmth And Love Or Ones That Put A Lump In The Throat. That's More Important To Me Than A Laugh.

Time Goes By At Such A Pace,it's Funny How It's Easy To Forget Her Face

Lovesick, Bitter And Hardened Heart. Aching, Waiting For Life To Start