It was a House, not a Home


We bought some land on a hill far away
Hidden near the sea and behind high trees
The weather was

The quite desperation of a noisy despair.
Life is hard to bear, if you do not yet care.
Caring must come out from a heart

In hope we walk.

All souls know love, just some don't care
to share their love with all around
they thrive on powers been attained
by

Loving you is all I care,
Searching for love whenever it's there.
Loving you is what I do,
Loving you and of course, myself

"When the Wrong One Loves You Right"

When the wrong one loves you right
There can be no good start
You allow things to