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.

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.

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.

I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm.

The dearest things I know are what you are.

Hello, Young Lovers, Wherever You Are.

I'm as corny as Kansas in August.