The Hollywood sirens are shrieking, while down some search lit alley runs some lost belief.
But you know it's hard to tell When you're in the spell if it's wrong or if it's real But you're bound to lose If you let the blues get you scared to feel
Applause, applause, life is our cause.
I couldn't see passion as a bad thing.
Sunlight will renew your pride.
You've got to keep the child alive; you can't create without it.