“The sun’s down and the moon’s pretty – it’s time to ramble.”

Never wait for tomorrow, what if tomorrow never comes?

Never wait for tomorrow, what if tomorrow never comes?

To judge a man by his weakest link or deed is like judging the power of the ocean by one wave.

Don’t criticize that man unless you have walked in his shoes.

If you’re smart, you’ll think twice, when they start to sound off with advice.

I’ve never written a song in my life. It’s all a big hoax.

We can’t build our dreams on suspicious minds.

Tomorrow will be too late, it’s now or never.

If you let your head get too big, it’ll break your neck.

Love me tender, love me sweet, never let me go.

Sad thing is, you can still love someone and be wrong for them.

Envy someone an’ it pulls you down. Admire them and it builds you up. Which makes more sense?

Once I catch you and the kissing starts, a team of wild horses couldn’t tear us apart.

People think you’re crazy if you talk about things they don’t understand.

I think most people have a natural instinct to rebel.

A hard headed woman, a soft hearted man, been the cause of trouble ever since the world began.

I fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows.

Tease me over & again, moon over my night a meteor-like allure strike through my heart.

If I can have what I want then I’d have the stars the moon, the skies and a love where it shines through your eyes.

I wonder where you wander when you look into the moon.

I was the ocean you wanted rivers; I was the moon you chased the stars.

Heaven’s ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon’s unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world.

Tis the witching hour of night, Orbed is the moon and bright. And the stars they glisten, glisten, Seeming with bright eyes to listen- For what listen they?

My dearest contradiction. You are soft and obliterating, like the moon’s glare upon a sinner.