Call up, ring once, hang up the phone to let me know you made it home. Don't want nothing to be wrong with my part time lover.
Mama gives you money for Sunday school, you trade yours for candy after church is through.
Eyes lie if you ever look into them for the character of the person.
I'm glad I'm blind and can't see it.
The Lord that I serve says the impossible is unacceptable.
We're stuck in fear and in not wanting to cross that most important bridge of understanding that we're more alike or not. We all cry, we all laugh.