I ain't really sure, but it seems I remember the good times

I'm learning to fly, but I ain't got wings. Coming down is the hardest thing.

If you listen long enough you can hear my skin grow tough love is painful to the touch must be made of stronger stuff.

I think for it to be hip to be idealistic is weird, you know? I mean, even all the best rebels to me, had some sense of hope in them.

She's a good girl, crazy about Elvis, loves horses, and her boyfriend, too.

I never could have dreamed that her heart was so wicked, but I keep coming back because it's so hard to kick it.

Lord, please watch over all these lost children born to chase the hurricane.