I Feel Like Falling In Love With

Shakespeare, He's In The Alley With His Pointed Shoes And His Bells, Speaking To Some French Girl Who Says She Knows Me Well.

When You Asked Me How I Was Doing, Was That Some Kind Of Joke

There's Eyes Behind The Mirrors In Empty Places.

I Was Headed For The Fantastic Lights. No Doubt About It. Could It Be That I Was Being Deceived? Not Likely. I Don't Think I Had Enough Imagination To Be Deceived; Had No False Hope, Either. I'd Come From A Long Ways Off And Had Started From A Long Ways Down. But Now Destiny Was About To Manifest Itself. I Felt Like It Was Looking Right At Me And Nobody Else.

My Love ,she Speaks Like Silence, Without Ideals Or Violence. She Doesn't Have To Say She's Faithful, Yet She's True.