Jaclyn

​"Raining On Sunday" [|Keith Urban] It ticks just like a [|Timex] It never lets up on you Who said life was easy The job is never through It'll run us 'til we're ragged It'll harden our hearts And love could use a day of rest Before we both start falling apart

Pray that it's raining on Sunday Stormin' like crazy We'll hide under the covers all afternoon Baby whatever comes Monday Can take care of itself 'Cause we got better things that we could do When it's raining on Sunday

Your love is like [|religion] A cross in [|Mexico] And your kiss is like the innocence Of a prayer nailed to a door Oh surrender in much sweeter When we both let it go Let the water wash our bodies clean And love wash our souls

Pray that it's raining on Sunday Stormin' like crazy We'll hide under the covers all afternoon Baby whatever comes Monday Can take care of itself 'Cause we got better things that we could do When it's raining on Sunday

Pray that it's raining on Sunday Stormin' like crazy We'll hide under the covers all afternoon Baby whatever comes Monday Can take care of itself 'Cause we got better things that we could do When it's raining on Sunday When it's raining on Sunday When it's raining on Sunday Let it rain

[|"Name" Goo Goo Dolls]

And even though the moment passed me by I still can't turn away Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose Got tossed along the way And letters that you never meant to send Get lost or thrown away

And now we're grown up [|orphans] That never knew their names We don't belong to no one That's a shame But if you could hide beside me Maybe for a while And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell em your name

Scars are souvenirs you never lose The past is never far Did you lose yourself somewhere out there Did you get to be a star And don't it make you sad to know that life Is more than who we are

You grew up way too fast And now there's nothing to believe And reruns all become our history A tired song keeps playing on a tired [|radio] And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell em your name

I think about you all the time But I don't need the same It's lonely where you are come back down And I won't tell em your name

[|You Are My Best Friend!] by Katherine James Best friends we'll be, For always forever, You and Me!
 * ~ Best friends we are ,

Longer than a phone call, Deeper than the [|sea,] All this belongs to us, You and Me!

Put it in a bottle, Never let it free, keep it in your heart, You and Me!

I hope you read this poem, Remember it for me, Look after it with care, You and Me! ||

Going to Heaven! [|Emily Dickinson]

Going to [|Heaven!] I don't know when -- Pray do not ask me how! Indeed I'm too astonished To think of answering you! Going to Heaven! How dim it sounds! And yet it will be done As sure as [|flocks] go home at night Unto the [|Shepherd's arm!] Perhaps you're going too! Who knows? If you should get there first Save just a little space for me Close to the two I lost -- The smallest "Robe" will fit me And just a bit of "Crown" -- For you know we do not mind our dress When we are going home --

I'm glad I don't believe it For it would stop my breath -- And I'd like to look a little more At such a curious Earth! I'm glad they did believe it Whom I have never found Since the might Autumn afternoon I left them in the ground.