It's Funny How When You're Little, You

I Never Realized That The Blue Sky I Saw Was Not The Soft, Nurturing Sky Of Spring, But The Cold, Chilling, Lonely Sky Of Winter

Love … I Put So Much Faith In It. Truth … I Kept Believing It Falls Always From The Lips Of The One You Love And Trust The Most. Faith … It’s All Bound Up To Love And Trust. Where Does One End And The Other Start, And How Do You Tell When Love Is The Blindest Of All?

People Never Really Died. They Only Went On To A Better Place, To Wait A While For Their Loved Ones To Join Them. And Then Once More They Went Back To The World, In The Same Way They Had Arrived The First Time Around.

It Was The Eyes. The Secret Of Love Was In The Eyes. The Way One Person Looked At Another, The Way Eyes Communicated And Spoke When The Lips Never Moved.

Angel, Saint, Devil's Spawn, Good Or Evil, You've Got Me Pinned To The Wall And Labeled As Yours Until The Day I Die. And If You Die First, Then It Won't Be Long Before I Follow.