The Book Of Love Has Music In

You Can Blow Out A Candle, But You Can't Blow Out A Fire.

Dream Big And Surround Yourself With Brilliance, Even If You End Up Dressed Up Like A Flower Or A Sexually Transmitted Disease.

The Rhythm Is Below Me, The Rhythm Of The Heat. The Rhythm Is Around Me, The Rhythm Has Control. The Rhythm Is Inside Me, The Rhythm Has My Soul.

I Stood In This Unsheltered Place, 'til I Could See The Face Behind The Face.

Climbing Up On Solsbury Hill I Could See The City Light Wind Was Blowing, Time Stood Still Eagle Flew Out Of The Night He Was Something To Observe Came In Close, I Heard A Voice Standing Stretching Every Nerve I Had To Listen, Had No Choice