The Earth Is Our Mother Just Turning

Talk Of Poems And Prayers And Promises, And Things That We Believe In. How Sweet It Is To Love Someone, How Right It Is To Care, How Long It's Been Since Yesterday.

The Nuclear Arms Race Is Like Two People Sitting In A Pool Of Gasoline Spending All Their Time Making Matches.

I Would So Much Like Young People To Have A Sense Of The Gift That They Are. Not Many Of Them Feel Like That.

I've Had A Deep Love Affair With Skiing For Many Years.

All Bags Are Pack Ready To Go I Am Standing Here Outside Your Door I Hate To Wake You Up To Say Goodbye Dawn Is Braking Its Early Morn The Taxi Waiting He Blowing His Horn Already I Am So Lonesome I Could Die So Kiss Me And Smile For Me Tell Me That You'll Wait For Me And Hold Me Like You Never Let Me Go Cause Leaving On A Jet Plane Don't Know When Ill Be Back Again Oh Babe I Hate To Go There So Many Let You Down So Many Time I Played Around I Tell You Know That Don't Mean A Thing Every Plase I Go I'll Think Of You Every Song I Sing I'll Sing For You.