You are the promised kiss of springtime That makes the lonely winter seem long You are the breathless hush of evening That trembles on the brink of a lovely son...

Danny was an old-time Bourbon Street barker Who wanted the same as Charlie Parker And always cued-up a ball Thinking he was one rack away But even when you run ...

How much do I love you? Ill tell you no lie How deep is the ocean? How high is the sky? How many times a day do I think of you? How many roses are sprinkled wi...

This isn't sometimes, this is always. This isn't maybe, this is always. This is love, The real beginning of forever, This isn't just mid summer madness, A passi...