Everybody Has The Answers Or

I Cannot Speculate On What Our Cluttered Mind Will Save- Sleepy Sundays, Or A Nosebleed After Love. I Know Only The Dying Heart Needs The Nourishment Of Memory To Live Beyond Too Many Winters.

I've Been Going A Long Time Now Along The Way I've Learned Some Things. You Have To Make The Good Times Yourself Take The Little Times And Make Them Into Big Times And Save The Times That Are All Right For The Ones That Aren't So Good.

I Have Never Known A Cat That Couldn't Quiet Me Down Just By Walking Slowly Past My Chair.

Love Is A Sweet Thing Caught A Momentand Held In A Golden Eye.

Everybody Has The Answers Or They'll Make Them Up For You. Just Once I'd Like To Hear A Brand-new Question.