more stuff that isn't mine
Life is joy and grief hand-in-hand.
You can never know true happiness until you have experienced deep sorrow to contrast it with.
When the tide of life turns against you
and the current upsets your boat
don't waste tears on what might have been
just lie on your back and float
People seldom know what they want until you give them what they ask for
hmmmmm....
Walk down that lonesome road
All by yourself
Don't turn your head
Back over your shoulder
And only stop
To rest yourself
When the silver moon
Is shining high above the trees
If I had stopped to listen
Once or twice
If I had closed my mouth
And opened my eyes
If I had cooled my head
And warmed my heart
I'd not be on this road tonight
Carry on
Never mind feeling sorry for yourself
It doesn't save you from your troubled mind
You can never know true happiness until you have experienced deep sorrow to contrast it with.
When the tide of life turns against you
and the current upsets your boat
don't waste tears on what might have been
just lie on your back and float
People seldom know what they want until you give them what they ask for
hmmmmm....
Walk down that lonesome road
All by yourself
Don't turn your head
Back over your shoulder
And only stop
To rest yourself
When the silver moon
Is shining high above the trees
If I had stopped to listen
Once or twice
If I had closed my mouth
And opened my eyes
If I had cooled my head
And warmed my heart
I'd not be on this road tonight
Carry on
Never mind feeling sorry for yourself
It doesn't save you from your troubled mind