That's The Problem, We Do Get Used

The Day Will Come When Those Knocking At The Door Will See It Open; Those Who Ask Will Receive; Those Who Weep Will Be Consoled.

A Rose Dreams Of Enjoying The Company Of Bees, But None Appears. The Sun Asks: “aren’t You Tired Of Waiting?” “yes,” Answers The Rose, “but If I Close My Petals, I Will Wither And Die.

I'm Afraid That If My Dream Is Realized, I'll Have No Reason To Go On Living.

My Heart Might Be Bruised, But It Will Recover And Become Capable Of Seeing Beauty Of Life Once More. It's Happened Before, It Will Happen Again, I'm Sure. When Someone Leaves, It's Because Someone Else Is About To Arrive--i'll Find Love Again.

Sometimes You Have To Travel A Long Way To Find What Is Near