(Shel Silverstein). . Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone. Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own.
(Shel Silverstein). . Out of all the nights I remember. Of all of the loves I recall. There are many who live in my memory. But you were the sweetest of all.
(S. Silverstein). . I stopped 'cause there was nothing else to do. And I thought I'd stick around for just a while. But I warned you like the west wind, I was only blowin' through.