Some folks call her a runaway. A failure in the race. But she knows where her ticket takes her. She will find her place in the sun.
Now love’s the only thing thats free. We must take it where it’s found. Pretty soon it may be costly.
I’ve seen and met angels wearing the disguise of ordinary people living ordinary lives.
At this point in my life Id like to live as if only love mattered.
We all must live our lives always feeling, always thinking the moment has arrived.
People’s real hopes and dreams can be distorted and misdirected and packaged until you’re not sure what you really want or what you even really need.
Consume more than you need This is the dream Make you pauper Or make you queen I won’t die lonely I’ll have it all prearranged A grave that’s deep and wide enough For me and all my mountains o’things.
Renounce all those material things that you gained by exploiting other human beings.
This youthful heart can love you and give you what you need, but I’m too old to go chasing you around wasting my precious energy.
I’m never sure if I’ll ever write another song, what the song will be about and if what initially sparked the beginning of a song might complete it.
I may be revered or defamed and decried; But I tried to live my life right.