Everything There Is But Lovin' Leaves A

Let The Rain Kiss You. Let The Rain Beat Upon Your Head With Silver Liquid Drops. Let The Rain Sing You A Lullaby.

What Happens To A Dream Deferred? Does It Dry Up Like A Raisin In The Sun? ... Or Does It Explode?

I Am A Negro: Black As The Night Is Black, Black Like The Depths Of My Africa.

It's Such A Bore Being Always Poor.

Good Morning, Daddy! Ain't You Heard The Boogie-woogie Rumble Of A Dream Deferred? • • • • You Think It's A Happy Beat?