I'm A Little Young For

I Don't Understand Why Europeans And South Americans Can Take More Sophistication. Why Is It That Americans Need To Hear Their Happiness Major And Their Tragedy Minor, And As Jazzy As They Can Handle Is A Seventh Chord? Are They Not Experiencing Complex Emotions?

I Get The Urge For Going/but I Never Seem To Go.

Land Of Snap Decisions, Land Of Short Attention Spans, Nothing Is Savored Long Enough To Really Understand.

Love Is Touching Souls.

The Only Thing I Have To Give To Make You Smile, To Win You With, Are All The Mornings Still To Live.