Words to live by

Love

Such a fragile, tragic thing

A knife in the side

A rose on the ground

A smile in on the street 

A light in the dark

Seven billion people, but you only need one

Some people say more equals more fun

Young men, go for the poor in smiles

The broken and torn

The ones who need a strong friend first

And a companion second 

And young women, go for strong in spirit

Go for the dreamers

Ones with a cheerful demeanor

And whose head is in the clouds

Because you'll be the one to ground him.

Make me a promise, 

That you'll try to never get mad

And that you never make anyone sad

Love one another as you love yourself

And make your own Gospel

To laugh in the face of the impossible 

Do things right 

To defeat this blight 

Want to wake up every morning 

Up next to that someone

And drink in that feeling

Because it means you won

And that you know that you are the one 

To have all the fun.