I think we should all talk to our enemies and talk to our friends. Talk! That's the only way we'll find solutions.
Oh look at how she listens She says nothing of what she thinks She just goes stumbling through her memories Staring out on to Grey Street
Turns out, not where, but who you're with that really matters.
Why won't you run in the rain and play, let the tears splash all over you?
Tomorrow is no place to place your better days.
You crush me with the things you do, I do for anything too...each moment the more I love you.