Treasure Island

Shelley Caines

(September 18,1989 / Middleton)

Nothing Will Change

Leaves may change from green to gold
The sky from blue to gray
A summer afternoon becomes
A sparkling winter day
People change and places change
And times keep changing too
But one thing always stays the same
The love I feel for you
Leaves may change from gold to brown
The sky from blue to gray
A spring afternoon becomes
A windy autumn day
But nothing will change the way
I feel for you everyday

Written in 2001. This is actually part of a song that my cousin and I wrote.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Edited: Saturday, June 26, 2010
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  • Greenwolfe 1962 (8/14/2008 2:47:00 PM)

    This has rhyme and music to complement a sentiment that is both heartfelt and well expressed. I can certainly recommend this piece.

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