We find in our children our own selves again, who might be made better than we are.
City of Heavenly FireLike two lost souls, we fall asleep in each other's arms, hoping to find ourselves once again.
Chaysing Memories... and I experienced the bitter helplessness of a taunted old man dying to be whole again.
Exit GhostWell, put it this way--I don't want to ever imagine a moment without you next to me ever again.
Eighteen at Last