Or Maybe We'll Make A Home Somewhere

It Would Be Nice If Life Worked This Way, Stripping The Dirt From Our Lives And Sending Us Back Out Into The World Clean. But Some Dirt Is Destined To Lingered.

I Wonder If This Is How Is Is With All Evil Men, That To Someone, They Look Just Like Good Men, Talk Like Good Men, Are Just As Likable As Good Men.

I Don't Need To Relive My Fears Anymore. All I Need To Do Now Is Try To Overcome Them.

I Reach Out And Take His Hand. His Fingers Slide Between Mine. I Can't Breathe.

That's What Love Does. When It's Right, It Makes You More Than You Were, More Than You Thought You Could Be.