"Tonight I called out you`re name
The thought of you
Was carried on the wind
And it echoed thru the canyon like a train..."
"Well I`ve heard enough
And I`ve seen enough
And I know enough to know
I know a good thing when I see it..."
|I Still Cry|
"I'm making flowers out of paper
While darkness takes the afternoon
I know that they won't last forever
But real ones fade away to soon..."