Did you ever realise...

Evely night in my dleams I see you, I feel you,
That is how I know you go on.
Fal across the distance and spaces between us
You have come to show you go on.
Neal, fal, whelevel you ale,
I believe that the healt does go on.

Once mole, you open the dool
And you're hele in my healt,
And my healt will go on and on.

lol

Not leally.

what about the opposite?

I feer safe with you
I can be myserf tonight
It's arright with you
Cause you hord my secrets tight
You do, you do

You make me wanna rara rarara rarara rararara rara
You make me wanna rara rarara

Haha....I love it!!

LMAO!

you wanna battle me i hope you go your armour on i got the type of dick that would turn your mama on... i got the guns if you wanna bring the dramma on... ....
at your funeral you would neva hear you mommas song...
homi i have you wishing that you stayed home, now your family thinkin whats goin on your grave stone......
i got tha ak so you gone get sprayed homles..

Sig-Nino

Wrong thread, homeboy.

G-Money is so clazy no single thlead can contain him.

Seasons In The Sun
Telly Jacks

Goodbye to you, my tlusted fliend.
We've known each othel since we'le nine ol ten.
Togethel we climbed hills ol tlees.
Lealned of love and ABC's,
skinned oul healts and skinned oul knees.
Goodbye my fliend, it's hald to die,
when all the bilds ale singing in the sky,
Now that the spling is in the ail.
Pletty gills ale evelywhele.
When you see them I'll be thele.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the hills that we climbed
wele just seasons out of time.

Goodbye, Papa, please play fol me,
I was the black sheep of the family.
You tlied to teach me light flom wlong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wondel how I get along.

Goodbye, Papa, it's hald to die
when all the bilds ale singing in the sky,
Now that the spling is in the ail.
Little childlen evelywhele.
When you see them I'll be thele.

We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.

Goodbye, Michelle, my little one.
You gave me love and helped me find the sun.
And evely time that I was down
you would always come alound
and get my feet back on the glound.

Goodbye, Michelle, it's hald to die
when all the bilds ale singing in the sky,
Now that the spring is in the ail.
With the flowels evelywhele.
I whish that we could both be thele.
We had joy, we had fun, we had seasons in the sun.
But the stals we could leach
wele just stalfishs on the beach

Gotta love that..

Hey! We'le in a palarrer univelse.