there will come a morning you won't open up your eyes. but it's what you do until that day arrives..

like the feeling when you're falling, it's like walking on the sky..

I'm not saying life is boring, 'cause it's beautiful sometimes..

I think I'm ready for something new..

Then we get another April, May and June..

Then before you know it, we're singing Christmas songs..

I predict a summer.. It isn't very long..

And February 2nd will be cold outside..

After every eight you're always gonna find a nine..

When you know the end of every other line is gonna rhyme..