I want to get within myself and write. I really, really want to write.
That old star that you been wishin' on is shining mighty bright, but it's the fire inside your heart that's gonna lead you to the light.
They call them fools, who are unable to resist the slightest chance love might exist.
How you ever gonna know if you're the best? How you ever gonna know what you believe in, if you don't put it to the test?
When the skies and the oceans are clean again. Then we shall be free.
Sometimes I thank God for unanswered prayers. Remember when you're talkin' to the man upstairs; that just because he doesn't answer doesn't mean he don't care. Some of God's greatest gifts are unanswered prayers