Love is the answer At least for most of the questions in my heart Why are we here and where do we go And how come it's so hard

Don't let your dreams be dreams.

The words are all around but the words are only sounds and no one ever seems to listen.

love's just a waste of energy and life's just a waste of time so why don't we get together we could waste everything tonight

Dreams are like commercials, but her dreams are picture perfect.

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

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