| Where For Art Thou Richard? Thy Shed A Thousand Tears Over Thee Still Thine Flow A Watery Fall Thine Tug At Thy Chest Tell's Our Story Thine Pleasure, Pain and All It's Glory Thy Take Breathless Gasps Of Air Breathing Thee in, Trying Not to Breathe Out Thy Hold Thee Near, Into Thy Soul Thine Empty Heart Growls Like A Troll A Thousand Times Goodbye Yet Let Thee Go Thy Not Tis Hardeth For Thy To Breathe When Thy Heart Is Heart Is Not Thine Life A Mear Deception For Living Thy Haveth Not Thou Beauty Tis As Art Thou Eyes Brightest Green Thee Haveth Thy Heart Dragon Slayer Thy Crumble In Thou Presence For Thou Strongeth As Thine Earth Thou Not Cometh My Saviour Thine Trampled On Thine Trail Leading Thou Blindeth Thy Too Ashamed And Frail Thine Purpose Of Thy Birth Now Abundently Clear Thy Loveth Thee Forever For Thine Thy Haveth No Fear Thouset Thy Prince, Thy Lord, Thy King Thouest Richard David Gibb Thouest mean Everything Thy Loveth Thee By: Dorn Simon This The Twenty-Seventh Day Of July 2002 Home |