Suddenly I found you and the spirit in me sings, Don't have to look no further, You're the soul of many things.

I've been sitting down studying the Art of Love. I think it will fit me like a glove.

There's not even room enough to be anywhere/It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.../I was born here and I'll die here against my will/I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still.

I believe that instinct is what makes a genius a genius.

If I lived my life by what others were thinkin', the heart inside me would've died.

Everyone of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal, pouring off every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.

Time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore.