All People On The Planet Are Children,

My Soul Is From Elsewhere, I'm Sure Of That, And I Intend To End Up There.

He Alone Has The Right To Break, For He Alone Has The Power To Mend.

And He Misses Her Like A Wind Starved Sail He Sits Knowing What Direction To Go But The Current Keeps Pulling Him Down River.

Forget The Future. I'd Worship Someone Who Could Do That.

Find The Sweetness In Your Own Heart, Then You May Find The Sweetness In Every Heart.