We May Lose And We May Win,

No Matter How Close To Yours Another's Steps Have Grown, In The End There Is One Dance You'll Do Alone.

Very Often It's Really Inconvenient - Who You Fall In Love With. You Can't Really Control It.

The First To Come And The Last To Go, Working For That Minimum Wage.

I Want To Know What Became Of The Changes We Waited For Love To Bring/were They Only The Fitful Dreams Of Some Greater Awakening?

Oh Lord, Are There Really People Starving Still?