For me, love carries the seeds of its own destruction.
I'm hooked my friend to the boy who makes slaves out of men, and oh believe me, flying high in a friendly sky.
I hope to refine music, study it, try to find some area that I can unlock. I don't quite know how to explain it but it's there. These can't be the only notes in the world, there's got to be other notes some place, in some dimension, between the cracks on the piano keys.
I want to stop and thank you baby, how sweet it is to be loved by you.
War is not the answer, for only love can conquer hate
Let's save all the children, save the babies, save the babies.