She's A Tear That Hangs Inside My

To Do Something That Will Just Fly Away Is Kind Of Special. Every Time Somebody Tell You They Love You, That "i Love You" Flies Away, And You Wait Until The Next One.

Music Is Endless And Even Though I've Heard A Whole Bunch Of Music From So Many Different Places And Fallen In Love Countless Times With All Kinds Of Different Music.there's Still Something About It,i Guess It's Called Freedom.

I Don't Really Need To Be Remembered. I Hope The Music's Remembered.

Music Is My Mother And My Father; It Is My Work And My Rest...my Blood...my Compass...my Love.

Thinking So Hard On Her Soft Eyes And Memories Of The Signs That It's Over. It's Over.