Comes A Time When The Blind Man

I Feel I've Got 10 Books In Me.

Without Love In A Dream It Will Never Come True

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

Wake Up To Find Out That You Are The Eyes Of The World.

The Storyteller Makes No Choice, Soon You Will Not Hear His Voice, His Job Is To Shed Light, And Not To Master