Saturday 6 February 2010

A Little Longer

[It's confirmed...Everybody here's got somebody to lean upon.
Like this... EverybodySomebody. Well, that was corny :]

Where do our smiles go
When we are sad?
Where do the whiles go
That we have had?
Where do surprises go
Once they are sprung?
And where do our verses go
Once they are sung?

Tell me where they go,
And pray do tell me how;
Tell me so I know, for
I need to go there now.
You break into a smile
And then you break into a song
And you make my day, and make me
Stay a little long.