For When I Fool The People I

If You Become A Teacher, By Your Pupils You'll Be Taught.

But I'm Only A Cockeyed Optimist.

I'm Not Going To Run, I'm Going To Stand Here And Watch. Every Blow Will Cut Into My Heart, And Tell Me Who And What You Are.

I'd Let My Golden Chances Pass Me By.

The Dearest Things I Know Are What You Are.