Life Is Like That - Twenty Minutes

I Wish The Night Would End, I Wish The Day'd Begin, I Wish It Would Rain Or Snow, Or The Wind Would Blow, Or The Grass Would Grow, I Wish I Had Yesterday, I Wish There Were Games To Play.

The Creative Genius Begins In The Idle Moment, Dreaming Up The Impossible, And Later Making It Come True.

It's Funny How When You're Little, You Miss All The Little Lies. They Float Right Past You, But You Don't Wonder About Them Much. For A Long Time, You Think This Is Just Something Adults Still Do After Being Kids - Pretend.

You Trap Yourself Sometimes, By Thinking Desire And Need Is Love. Love Is Something Far More Precious, But Something Far More Fragile. As Fragile As One Of Our Tiniest, Most Intricate, Most Delicately Crafted Toys. Hold On To It Too Tightly, And It Will Crumble On Your Fingers, But Hold On To It Loosely, And The Wind Might Blow It Away And Shatter It On The Cold Ground. Listen To The Voice Comes From Your Heart, But Be Absolutely Sure The Voice Comes From Your Heart.

And Somewhere In That Crimson-colored Never-never Land Where I Pirouetted Madly, In A Wild And Crazy Effort To Exhaust Myself Into Insensibility, I Saw That Man, Shadowy And Distant, Half-hidden Behind Towering White Columns That Rose Clear Up To A Purple Sky. In A Passionate Pas De Deux He Danced With Me, Forever Apart, No Matter How Hard I Sought To Draw Nearer And Leap Into His Arms, Where I Could Feel Them Protective About Me, Supporting Me ... And With Him I'd Find, At Last, A Safe Place To Live And Love.