If I was one thing, I’d be a candle Lighting the way so you can handle Your life easier without woes Not having to fight with your foes. I’d help keep you from stumbling over Things blocking your path to an open door. If I light your path, life is

I look at now, i look at then, my life has come to an end. No one knows what it’s like, i feel like stabbing myself with a dike. Sick of the same things everyday, i wanna make it all go away. I don’t know what to do, i wish

Some folks ride the train of life Looking out the rear, Watching miles of life roll by, And marking every year. They sit in sad remembrance, Of wasted days gone by, And curse their life for what it was, And hang their head and cry. But I don’t concern myself

Friends ’till the end, That’s what we always said, Even when all hopes were dead. Friends ’till the end, We will always be, Nothing can ever come between you and me. Friends ’till the end, Even when nothing will bend, Our friendship we will always mend. Friends ’till the end,

Many times in my life I have disappointed you, and begun to stray. But you have pointed me in the right direction, and sent me on my way. Many times in my life I’ve needed a helping hand, and someone to pull me up. It was you who gave that

My life is completely messed up, Like a dark, thick soup lying in a cup, No color, no life, just so still, And the numbers of joys are always nill. I am walking on a lonely road, In the dark rainy night. All I can see is the popping toad,

I want to know, when day is done, That life has been worth living, That I have brought somebody joy Through kind, unselfish giving. I want to feel, when evening falls and shadows quickly lengthen That I have made somebody glad, Some weakness I have strengthened. I want to know

I searched among the card displays, To see if I could find, A little something that would say Just what was on my mind. However there was not a one, That captured it just right, For no one else can understand Just what I’d like to write. I even find

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t