Yesterday love was such an easy game for you to play. But now let's face it, things are so much easier today. Let it be like yesterday.
The battles, the fights, the bruises, the bites. That's the way true love grows.
How was I conceived? Was it love, was I meant, or was I just an accident?
Life had become a reproduction: it was not the real thing.
A restless spirit who can't reach his goal, can't find a home until I've found my soul.
Calling all citizens all over the world, this is Captain America calling.