It Was My Destiny To Love And

Love, What A Long Way, To Arrive At A Kiss.

But When I Call For A Hero, Out Comes My Lazy Old Self; So I Never Know Who I Am, Nor How Many I Am Or Will Be. I'd Love To Be Able To Touch A Bell And Summon The Real Me, Because If I Really Need Myself, I Mustn't Disappear.

I Have Forgotten Your Love, Yet I Seem To Glimpse You In Every Window.

And It Follows That I Am, Because You Are: It Follows From 'you Are', That I Am, And We: And, Because Of Love, You Will, I Will, We Will, Come To Be.

What Did The Earth Teach The Trees? How To Speak To The Sky.