Hold Me For A While
Hold, hold me for a while
I know this won’t last forever
So hold, hold me tonight
Before the morning takes you away
Hold, hold me for a while
I know this won’t last forever
So hold, hold me tonight
Before the morning takes you away
The donkey [ˈdɒŋkɪ] was not unusual. Like many other donkeys it was indifferent to men. It stood with half-closed eyes at the entrance to a circus tent. That was the first circus that the city had seen for a year. The circus tent stood on a green place not far from the city. A lot of people came to the place: mothers and fathers with their children, in cars and on foot.
Give me time
To realise my crime
A dad says to his daughter when he finds out she was bullying other children:
Pick up that glass. She did.
Throw it on the floor. She did.
A young man was engaged to a beautiful young girl, twenty-five years old. The day before her birthday he said to her, “Tomorrow I’ll send you roses, one for each year of your life.” That evening he telephoned a flower shop and asked the shopman to send twenty-five finest roses to the young girl the next morning.
A fire broke out in the middle of the night in a country house where a number of guests had been staying outside wrapped up in shawls, sheets and blankets.
My world is filled with oceans
Oceans of fantasy
The never never land of emotions
Come down and follow me
You’ll see the secret places
Where all the rivers end
And pirate ships of old
Filled with diamonds and with gold
Just waiting for a friend
Once a mother and her two daughters were visiting London.
The owner of a large shop in an English town one day wanted to see if everything was all right in his shop. In one of the rooms he saw a big boy sitting on a box. The boy did not do anything. The owner of the shop looked at him for a moment. As the boy went on sitting, doing nothing, the owner got angry. “How much are you paid a week?” he asked the boy. “Sixteen shillings”, was the boy’s answer.
Here I go out to sea again
The sunshine fills my hair
And dreams hang in the air
Gulls in the sky and in my blue eye
You know it feels unfair
There’s magic everywhere
Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine