In The Blackest Of Your Moments, Wait

Like The Birds Of The Sea, Men Come From The Ocean-the Ocean Of The Soul. How Could This Bird, Born From That Sea, Make His Dwelling Here?

Love Comes Of Its Own Free Will, It Can't Be Learned In Any School!

For Those Who Realize That Everything Is From God, Everything Is The Same.

My Lips Got Lost On The Way To The Kiss - That's How Drunk I Was.

I Don't Want Learning, Or Dignity, Or Respectability. I Want This Music, And This Dawn, And The Warmth Of Your Cheek Against Mine.