choose one thought over another
The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another.
William James
Life was a song
You came along
I've laid awake the whole night through
If I ever dared
To think you cared
This is what I'd say to you:
You were meant for me, I was meant for you
Nature patterned you and when she was done
You were all the sweet things rolled up in one
You're like a plaintive melody
That never lets me free
For I'm content the angels must have sent you
And they meant you just for me
You were meant for me, I was meant for you
Nature patterned you and when she was done
You were all the sweet things rolled up in one
You're like a plaintive melody
That never lets me free
For I'm content the angels must have sent you
And they meant you just for me