The light was leaving in the west it was blue The children's laughter sang and skipping just like the stones they threw the voices echoed across the way its getting late It was just another night with the sun set and the moon rise not so far behind to give us just enough light to lay down underneath the stars listen to papas translations of the stories across the sky we drew our own constellations

Can't you see that it's just raining? There ain't no need to go outside.

But you're so busy changing the world Just one smile can change all of mine

Our dreams are made of real things, like a shoebox full of photographs.

The wisdom's in the trees not the glass windows.

A lot of people spend their time just floating/ We were victims together but lonely.

you don't always have to hold your head higher than your heart