If dawn was never there to break
daylight, i would never wake
stay in sweet slumber and there,
where i may see your face again..

How can I hold on to him, if she doesn't let him go and how can she let go if he doesn't give her reason to move on?

Time is white, black, grayish;
For the young to waste,
and the old to cherish.

Intimacy without commitment is like icing without cake. First it feels good, but then it ends up making us sick.

The heart can't be well if the mind is apart
So in making decisions, use your head and heart :)

The stars are alive
the stars could be dead or alive
the stars could be dead but at night they are alive