Daisies with the fragrance of youth
Hardly reach my senses of smell...

Enlightened by a precipitation of stars
we ought to demand...

As if in a dream
I never reach...

The day I met you
the margaritas were salty...

We are born as a beautiful
precious baby...

Idem
Having different cars...

Safety on the brain
and not on weapons relies...

Safety on the brain
and not on weapons relies...

Beliefs and hopes
know not reality...

I wish doctor Ruth
I had a crystal ball...

Isn’t it a difficult feat
to invite every one to tea...

Reluctant to help one another
we engender the unavoidable calamity...