We love our lovin'....but not like we love our freedom.
Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air and feather canyons everywhere, I've looked at clouds that way.
I'm drinking champagne, got the head phones up high, can't numb you out.
I get the urge for going/But I never seem to go.
All I really, really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you too.
I still believe in the power of the word, that words inspire.