Saturday, May 19, 2007

"All of my regret will wash away somehow. But I cannot forget the way I feel right now."

Let it go, let it roll right off your shoulder,
Don't you know, the hardest part is over,
Let it in, Let your clarity define you in the end,
We will only just remember how it feels.
Our lives are made, in these small hours, these little wonders
These twists and turns of fate, time falls away,
But these small hours, these small hours, still remain.
Let it slide, let your troubles fall behind you, let it shine,
Till you feel it all around you,
And I don't mind if it's me you need to turn to, we'll get by,
It's the heart that really matters in the end.
Our lives are made, in these small hours, these little wonders
These twists and turns of fate, time falls away,
But these small hours, these small hours, still remain.
All of my regret, will wash away somehow,
But I cannot forgive the way I feel right now.

In these small hours, these little wonders, these twists and turns of fate,
All these twists and turns of fate,
These twists and turns of fate
Yeah, times falls away
But these small hours, these small hours, still remain.
They still remain, these little wonders,
All these twists and turns of fate time falls away,
But these small hours, these little wonders
Still remain.

"Little Wonders" -- Rob Thomas



Happy 62nd Birthday, dad.

2 comments:

Daddy Forever said...

You're a better daughter than you give yourself credit for. My dad's still alive and I have a hard time remembering his birthday. Of course, he confuses me because his Chinese birthday is a different date each year.

Mike said...

Happy Birthday to your dad. Love the poem.


Mike
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