In The Fury Of The Moment/ I

You Don't Write A Song To Sit There On A Page. You Write It To Sing It.

I Been Meek, And Hard Like An Oak, I Seen Pretty People Disappear Like Smoke. Friends Will Arrive, Friends Will Disappear. If You Want Me, Honey Baby, I'll Be Here.

Sundown, Yellow Moon, I Replay The Past I Know Every Scene By Heart, They All Went By So Fast

You're Better Than No One And No One Is Better Than You.

How Many Roads Must A Man Walk Down Before Your Can Call Him A Man? . . . The Answer, My Friend, Is Blowin' In The Wind, The Answer Is Blowin' In The Wind.