People Have Different Emotional Levels. Especially When

Now The Wintertime Is Coming The Windows Are Filled With Frost I Went To Tell Everybody But I Could Not Get Across Well, I Wanna Be Your Lover, Baby I Don't Wanna Be Your Boss Don't Say I Never Warned You When Your Train Gets Lost.

Peace Will Come With Tranquility And Splendor On The Wheels Of Fire But Will Bring Us No Reward When Her False Idols Fall.

I Can't See My Reflection In The Waters, I Can't Speak The Sounds That Show No Pain. I Can't Hear The Echo Of My Footsteps, Or Can't Remember The Sound Of My Own Name.

In The Fury Of The Moment/ I Can See The Master's Hand In Every Leaf That Trembles, In/ Every Grain Of Sand.

There's Beauty In The Silver Singing River There's Beauty In The Sunrise In The Sky But None Of These And Nothing Else Can Match The Beauty That I Remember In My True Love's Eyes