Walking down this lonely lane,
A hundred miles...

One day,
It'll all make sense...

You don't know
You are lucky...

I have no money,
Threw all my pennies down the wishing well...

A straight out of the oven,
Not so regular creation...

Memories flood back into your heart,
As you hold me in your arms...

I can't get my mind off you
I hope when I board this plane...

Shut your mouth.
You know what this is about...

Colors break through my fingers,
Like a prism in the night...

With this ring, here we stand,
Full of love, hand in hand...

You can burn me, use me, cut me down to size,
But that won't make me less than what I already am...

I call the people who try to win the battle,but...
More of a hero...