Let my inspiration flow, in token lines suggesting rhythm, that will not forsake me, till my tale is told and done.
Robert HunterDon't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.
Robert HunterWake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world, but the heart has its beaches, its homeland, and thoughts of its own. Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings, but the heart has its seasons its evenings, and songs of its own
Robert Hunter