I Was Never Trying To

Talk Of Poems And Prayers And Promises, And Things That We Believe In. How Sweet It Is To Love Someone, How Right It Is To Care, How Long It's Been Since Yesterday.

I Think The Biggest Problem In The World Is That We Have A Generation Of Young People, And Maybe Two, Who Don't Think It's Going To Get Any Better.

I Know He'd Be A Poorer Man If He Never Saw An Eagle Fly.

Today While The Blossoms Still Cling To The Vine I'll Taste Your Strawberries I'll Drink Your Sweet Wine A Million Tomorrows Shall All Pass Away Here I Forget All The Joy That Is Mine. Today I'll Be A Dandy And I'll Be A Rover You Know Who I Am By The Songs That I Sing I'll Feast At Your Table I'll Sleep In Your Clover Who Cares What Tomorrow Shall Bring I Can't Be Contented With Yesterday's Glory I Can't Live On Promises Winter To Spring Today Is My Moment And Now Is My Story I'll Laugh And I'll Cry And I'll Sing

We Must Begin To Make What I Call "conscious Choices," And To Really Recognize That We Are The Same. It's From That Place In My Heart That I Write My Songs.