"If the sun refused to shine, I would still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea, There would still be you and me.Kind woman, I give you my all Kind woman, nothing more. Little drops of rain whisper of the pain, Tears of loves lost in the days gone byMy love is strong, with you there is no wrong. Together we shall go until we die, my, my, my. Inspiration is what you are to me; Inspiration, look 'n' see."
January 1, 1970