princess paupr’s Reflections

I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head.
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread.
Something tastes different, maybe it’s my tongue.
Something tastes different, suddenly I’m not so young.

mm..i.m. = happy ear holes.

by Chantal Kreviazuk

It’s hard to let you go
You’ve always let me in
And helped with all the endings
And you know where to begin
I need you here for me
‘Cause you always know my heart
I can’t believe we’d change
Or have to be apart

But if you’ve seen the love that’s in her eyes
Then everything is good
And if you know the way she felt inside
She’s flying where she should
I never believed we’d ever live to see
An angel being born and flying home

It’s good to know your laugh
And you’ll always hold my hand
And watch from up in heaven
And always understand
We’ll take you down the road
And in everything we do
We’ll know how much you love us
A soul that’s kind and true.

But if you’ve seen the love that’s in her eyes
Then everything is good
And if you know the way she felt inside
She’s flying where she should
I never believed we’d ever live to see
An angel being born and flying home