When I was fifteenmy mom let me takea free boxing lessonbut why would I keep fightingwhen your heart is likethe post office and Chick-fil-Aon Sundays
my mom let me takea free boxing lessonbut why would I keep fightingwhen your heart is likethe post office and Chick-fil-Aon Sundays
we do not say goodbye to the sunwe spin out of view every eveningit sets and it will rise againwe do not say goodbye to the sun some cultures worship it as a godit will remain when we are gonewe do not say goodbye to the sunno other star shines so gentlyno other love can be so givingwe do not say goodbye to the sunwe say goodbye to our fatherswe say goodbye to our motherswe do not say goodbye to the sun
we spin out of view every eveningit sets and it will rise againwe do not say goodbye to the sun some cultures worship it as a godit will remain when we are gonewe do not say goodbye to the sunno other star shines so gentlyno other love can be so givingwe do not say goodbye to the sunwe say goodbye to our fatherswe say goodbye to our motherswe do not say goodbye to the sun
gavelmy dog has decidedthat the crevice betweenmy arm and my chestis now her bed and who am Ito argue with that?
my dog has decidedthat the crevice betweenmy arm and my chestis now her bed and who am Ito argue with that?