Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.
I mean People come up and ask for autographs or say hi but they wont bug you.
Imagine all of us living in peace, it's too beautiful to just be a dream.
Pools of sorrow waves of joy are drifting thorough my open mind possessing and caressing m
Get back to where you once belonged.
Nothing happened in the sixties except that we all dressed up.