I Went To Zimbabwe. I

When You're Running Down The Street On Fire, People Get Out Of Your Way!

If I Thought About It, I Could Be Bitter, But I Don't Feel Like Being Bitter. Being Bitter Makes You Immobile, And There's Too Much That I Still Want To Do.

He's Just Always Positive. He's Always Smiling And He's Always Trying.

I Just Don't Want To Die Alone, That's All. That's Not Too Much To Ask For, Is It It Would Be Nice To Have Someone Care About Me, For Who I Am, Not About My Wallet.

The Way I See It, The Earth Is Going To Be Here After We're Dead And Gone. Even If It's A Polluted Planet, And They Messed It Up. Where Do They Go From Here - To Another Planet So They Can Mess That Up Too?