Autumn Wins You Best By This Its

I Was Made And Meant To Look For You And Wait For You And Become Yours Forever.

Over My Head His Arm He Flung, Against The World.

Say Not "a Small Event!" Why "small"? Costs It More Pain That This Ye Call A "great Event" Should Come To Pass From That? Untwine Me From The Mass Of Deeds Which Make Up Life, One Deed Power Shall Fall Short In Or Exceed!

Truth Never Hurt The Teller.

Make Us Happy And You Make Us Good.