People Want You To Be Happy, Don't

Oh God Let All Lovers Be Content Give Them Happy Endings Let Their Lives Be Celebrations Let Their Hearts Dance In The Fire Of Your Love

Tis Easy To Break An Idol, Very Easy: To Regard The Self As Easy To Subdue Is Folly, Folly.

Whoever Has Heart's Doors Wide Open, Could See The Sun Itself In Every Atom.

Forget Every Touch Or Sound That Did Not Teach You How To Dance

Love Opens My Chest, And Thought Returns To Its Confines.