Inspiration, move me brightly, light the song with sense and color, hold away despair
But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky
Well, the first days are the hardest days, don't you worry anymore. When life looks like Easy Street there is danger at your door.
I feel I've got 10 books in me.
Ain't nobody messin' with you but you
Outside major darkness where the circle is complete there's no fear that lovers born will ever fail to meet