We want the same things you and I We want the rain when things are dry We want the same things I'm telling you We want the same things...

Our bodies... they confine us in ways we don't quite understand. Someday our souls will rise above these walls that keep us securely...

A heart of compassion has no need for eyes with which to judge. Mercy no need for a stick with which to beat. Love no need for a book of...