I was standing at the counter. I was waiting for the change. When I heard that old familiar music start. . It was like a lighted match. Had been tossed into my soul.
Outside in. Songs we've shared. We don't care. Where is the love. Now we regret nothing yet. Don't forget. We must get some love. . Now I'm not saying love is gone.
There are a lot of perfect reasons. To never fight another war. There are a lot of perfect questions. As to whats worth fighting for. There are a lot of perfect fools.