Kenny Chesney- Just Put A Ribbon In Your Hair

Bobby wants a 10-speed, an English racer
Jenny wants that fuzzy teddy-bear
Now your asking me
What I'd like from Santa, for Christmas this year
There's alot of things, girl you could buy for me
But they wouldn't mean as much, as you standing by that tree
Just put a ribbon in your hair, darlin'
You'll be the best gift anywhere
Christmas Mornin'
There's no whorley treasure
Id like any better, than you standin' there
Just put a ribbon in your hair

Colored boxes filled, with fancy presents
They were mighty pretty sites, it's true
But all those pretty things
They just can't compare
To the beauty in you
Girl on christmas day
The greatest gift I know
Will be having you to hold
Underneath the mistle toe

Just put a ribbon in your hair, darlin'
You'll be the best gift anywhere
Christmas Mornin'
There's no whorley treasure
Id like any better, than you standin' there
Just put a ribbon in your hair
Just put a ribbon in your hair

ambulans * ambulanCE

hahahah

ouh wise guy...how many wise ppl we have here..umm so many i think...

but most important thing is that..we have good enlighteners ( a new word for english vocabulary) hahah

its so clear who is sapık hahaha

teoman * aşk kırıntıları


greaaat ..adorable

Paint Your Love


I'll paint your mood in shades of blue
Paint my soul to be with you
I'll sketch your lips in shaded tones
Draw your mouth upon my own
I'll draw my arms around your waist
And then all doubt shall erase
I'll paint the cool wet rain that softly lands
Upon the crescents of your hands
I'll paint the sun that warms your heart
With hopes that our love can start
I'll paint the stars in the deep night sky
Draw their light into their eyes
I'll trace your hand to hold mine
A touching kiss to mark the time
I'll paint the truth, Show how I feel
And try to make this completely real
I'll use a brush so light and fine
To draw your close and make you mine
Hoping all I have painted could be true

© By Gerald DeCoteau

Falling Leaves

By Jessica R. Roth

walking the straight path
the air crisp and fresh
with trees of red, gold, and brown
I feel beautiful just being here
a leaf will occasionally fall
and if I am lucky, I’ll catch it
close my eyes and brush it against my red cheek
the winds may send a gust
and the leaf will go free from my fingers
I’ll turn to watch it sail, only in envy
through the air with other leaves
in circles as they dance
teasing the other leaves
because they are attached and cannot dance
looking at the leaves attached to their trees
I’ll understand them
wanting to be free from the world that protects me
wanting to dance and sail through the air
walking the straight path
the air crisp and fresh
with trees of red, gold, and brown
I feel so beautiful just standing there
a leaf falls, and I try to catch it
the leaf falls short of my stretched hand
and I watch it fall to the ground
with the other leaves unfortunate enough
to not have someone to catch them
and save them from the cold ground
I look up at the other leaves still attached to their trees
I understand them
happy to have something to hold on to
happy to have somewhere to belong
I continue down the straight path
and like a leaf, I silently wonder
if I do fall, will I have someone to catch me?

i bet turkish ones are different hahaha