Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart.

You can have fun with a son, But you got to be a father to a girl.

There is a very real relationship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of this world.

Hello, Young Lovers, Wherever You Are.

I'm not going to run, I'm going to stand here and watch. Every blow will cut into my heart, and tell me who and what you are.

Do I love you because you're beautiful, or are you beautiful because I love you? Am I making believe I see in you, a woman too perfect to be really true? Do I want you because you're wonderful, or are you wonderful because I want you? Are you the sweet invention of a lover's dream, or are you really as beautiful as you seem?

I know the world is filled with troubles and many injustices. But reality is as beautiful as it is ugly. I think it is just as important to sing about beautiful mornings as it is to talk about slums. I just couldn't write anything without hope in it.