A spear might be long
But it only is useful...
who is praying now?
To my Father...
Printemps
Is in the air...
I better stay with God
If I want to be healed...
Gifted child
You are so smart...
Butterflies, butterflies
here and there...
Quem me dara o paraiso
For me to live...
Friend you are to me
More than a brother...
Today we landed
Early this morning...
You know me
Better than anybody else...
(for Ben Picard)
We no longer learn from one another...
Still she waits.
Still she burns...