Next Time I'll Be Braver, I'll Be

Where You Go, I Go, What You See, I See, I Know I'd Never Be Me Without The Security, Are Your Loving Arms Keeping Me From Harm Put Your Hands In My Hand & We'll Stand.

You Had My Heart Inside Of Your Hand But You Played It To The Beat

Whenever I'm About To Eat Meat I Always See My Little Dog's Eyes.

I'm Really Happy To Be Me, And I'd Like To Think People Like Me More Because I'm Happy With Myself And Not Because I Refuse To Conform To Anything.

Should I Give Up Or Should I Just Keep Chasing Pavement, Even If It Leads Nowhere?