Where in the world’s the forgotten?They’re lost inside your memoryYou’re dragging on, your heart’s beenbrokenAs we all go down in historyWhere in the world did the time go?It’s where your spirit seems to roamLike losing fai...

It is the hour when from the boughsThe nightingale’s high note is heard;It is the hour when lovers’ vowsSeem sweet in every whispered word;And gentle winds and waters near,Make music to the lovely ear.Each flower the dews have ligh...

If you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you,If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,Or being lied ab...