Intense and emotionally perceptive. I pick up on unspoken words and speak the language of gesture. Deep, mysterious, and magnetically attractive. I yearn for emotional intimacy. If hurt, I really sting -- and I don't forgive easily
Perhaps Love by John Denver
April 10, 2008
Perhaps love is like a resting place, a shelter from the storm.
It exists to give you comfort, it is there to keep you warm.
And in those times of trouble, when you are most alone.
The memory of love will bring you home.
Perhaps love is like a window, perhaps an open door.
It invites you to come closer, it wants to show you more.
And even if you lose yourself and don’t know what to do.
The memory of love will see you through.
Oh love to some is like a cloud, to some as strong as steel.
For some a way of living, for some a way to feel.
And some say love is holding on and some say letting go.
And some say love is everything, some say they don’t know.
Perhaps love is like the ocean, full of conflict, full of pain.
Like a fire when it’s cold outside, thunder when it rains.
If I should live forever, and all my dreams come true.
My memories of love will be of you.
And some say love is holding on and some say letting go.
And some say love is everything, some say they don’t know.
Perhaps love is like the ocean, full of conflict, full of pain.
Like a fire when it’s cold outside, thunder when it rains.
If I should live forever, and all my dreams come true.
My memories of love will be of you.
—ooOoo—
Against All Odds
—oOo—
I’ve been up, I’ve been down; you’ve heard that before
Most people would run, heading straight for the door
No one is perfect, when you share one life
When they turned their backs, you never left my side.
Through good times and through bad
You stayed strong and remembered all we had
You kept my feet on a solid ground
Take no credit and leave without a sound
Why did you stay, when others fled?
You believed in me; when faith was dead
If only they knew, if only they could see
Against all odds, you’re always there for me.
—oOo—
