Songs I Love ~~~~~~~

May each day in the week be a good day May the Lord always watch over you And may all of your hopes turn to wishes And may all of your wishes come true May each day in the month be a good day May you make friends with each one that you meet And may all of your daydreams be mem'ries And may all of your mem'ries be sweet The weeks turn to months and the months into years And yes there be sadness and joy, there'll be laughter and tears And one thing I pray to heaven above is that each of your days be a day full of love May each day in the year be a good day. More to that song but its a good sung by Andy Williams Another song I liked... "I am your Child"....by BARRY MANILOW and "Thank you for the Music" by .....ABBA Read these words of this song by Glen Campbell....SO GOOD! "Yesterday, when I was young" The taste of life was sweet Like rain upon my tongue I teased at life as if It were a foolish game The way an evening breeze Would tease a candle flame The thousand dreams I dreamed The splendid things I planned I always built to last On weak and shifting sand I lived by night and shunned The naked light of day And only now I see How the years have ran away Yesterday, when I was young There were so many songs That waited to be sung So many wild pleasures That lay in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see I ran so fast that time And youth at last ran out I never stopped to think What life was all about And every conversation That I can recall Concerns itself with me And nothing else at all Yesterday, the moon was blue And every crazy day Brought something new to do And I used my magic age As if it were a wand And never saw the waste And emptiness beyond The game of love I played With arrogance and pride And every flame I lit So quickly, quickly died The friends I made all seemed Somehow to drift away And only I am left On stage to end the play Yesterday, when I was young There were so many songs That waited to be sung So many wild pleasures That lay in store for me And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see There are so many songs in me that won't be sung I feel the bitter taste Of tears upon my tongue And The time has come for me To pay for yesterday When I was young.