Then came the question and it was about time. The answer came back and it was long. The house it was built by some man in a rhyme,. But whatever came of his talented son?. Who wrote me a dialogue
There you may stand in your splendour and jewels. Swaying me in both directions. One is the right one, the other for fools,. How do I make my selection?. The city lies silent in the warm morning l
Calling all olive branches and laid-off doves. There is work to do before you say good-bye. Who can see them turning to the face of love?. Though I hear them pleading with me, "Don't let us die''.
My young man, oh he is so fine,. Sweet rosemary did say. She gathered flowers and she sang. All about her wedding day. . Oh when I was a lass at school. I looked out at the sky,. And now among
Roses are red and violets are blue. Primroses pale on a velvet green hue. Warm summer days by cool waterfalls. Like the music we hear. Those things we'll always hold dear. Like an old fashioned w