Lyric | Song |
You got to know when to hold them, know when to fold them, know when to walk away, and know when to run. | |
It's a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder. | |
What goes up, must come down. | |
You got to do what you can, and let Mother Nature do the rest. | |
Some will win, some will lose, some were born to sing the blues. | |
Watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical, liberal, fanatical, criminal. | |
If you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need. | |
Everybody needs somebody, you're not the only one. | |
Someone told me long ago, there's a calm before the storm. | |
Sometimes words have two meanings. | |
The things that pass for knowledge, I can’t understand. | |
We all have wings, but some of us don't know why. | |
When you think you've had too much of this life, well hang on. | |
You are young, and life is long, and there is time to kill today. | |
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest. | |
What is a man, what has he got, if not himself, then he has naught. | |
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose. Nothing ain't nothing, but it's free. | |
You better let somebody love you, before it's too late. | |
The love you take is equal to the love you make. | |
Fathers be good to your daughters, daughters will love like you do. Girls become lovers, who turn into mothers, so mothers be good to your daughters, too. | |
I hope I die before I get old. | |
Well it's all right, remember to live and let live. Well it's all right, the best you can do is forgive. | |
Only you can set you free. | |
If you want to kiss the sky better learn how to kneel. | |
Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. | |
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice | |
I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it, but I probably will. | |
There is a crack in everything, that is how the light gets in. | |
God help you if you are an ugly girl, 'course too pretty is also your doom, 'cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room. | |
Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders what the part that isn't thinking isn't thinking of. | |
You have to learn to crawl, before you learn to walk. | |