“ Hey Jude, don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better. ”
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight.
~ The Beatles
He's a real nowhere man,Sitting in his Nowhere Land,Making all his nowhere plansfor nobody.Doesn't have a point of view,Knows not where he's going to,Isn't he a bit like you and me?
And when at last I find you your song will fill the air.
