You really only think with one part of your anatomy don't you?

We ain't speak, clicking heat is our Morse code.

I'm a cold winter morning, y'all Summer's Eve.

I had started to wonder if maybe my life wouldn't always hold so much pain if I could just find the courage to let it go.

While the past is the past, it often affects our decisions later on in life.

You really only think with one part of your anatomy don't you?

I own the night...the heat's my receipt.