You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.
How many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free.
I like Fidel Castro and his beard.
She speaks with a stutter and she and she walks with a hop. I don't know why I love her, but I just can't stop.
Walkin' through the leaves fallin' from the trees, Feelin' like a stranger nobody sees.
The walls of pride are high and wide, can't see over to the other side.