I Was Young For My Age. Not

She'll Prophesy Your Death. She Won't Say When.

We Call For The Three Great Stimulants Of The Exhausted Ones, Artifice, Brutality, And Innocence.

They Paved Paradise And Put Up A Parkin Lot With A Pink Hotel, A Boutique, And A Swingin' Hot Spot Don't It Always Seem To Go That You Don't Know What You Got Till It's Gone

So Many Things I Would Have Done, But Clouds Got In My Way.

Moons And Junes And Ferris Wheels The Dizzy Dancing Way You Feel As Every Fairy Tale Comes Real I've Looked At Love That Way.