A son is a son until he gets a wife but a daughter is a daughter for life.

Black Dress, written by Pamela Freeman

Before you come in like a breeze, won't you stop and ring the bell please?

Before you make my heart a home, won't you let me love you on my own?

Each and everytime time we move, the jewels, flowers and music shift and settle into a new pattern.

The girl inside...is romantic

Wasting time till time runs out

Your dreams are free...So free your dreams

Never lose your ability to dream