b’s warrior cats blong

Who is that girl I see, staring straight back at me? / Why is my reflection someone I don’t know?

I think I was born bored, I think I was born blue / I think I was born wanting more, I think I was born already missing you

it would at least like, not suck

Or as in having given someone “a run for his money” / Or, as in “running out of time.”

What would a mother not do for her child? / What heights would a mother not climb?

Goodbye, Michelle, it’s hard to die.

I know it’s not possible now / I just never met a girl I like half as much as you.

You are a runner, and I am my father’s son.

Your mother wouldn’t approve of how my mother raised me / But I do, I finally do.

let’s go fishing with mama

Woman is a tree. / Tenderfoot and peerless arrived.

Welcome home, honey, how far is the place, where, how long is it to get there? / It means so much to me.

Man, oh man, you're my best friend, I scream it to the nothingness. / There ain't nothing that I need

I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it, it’s something that I’m supposed to be. Someday we’ll find it, the rainbow connection — the lovers, the dreamers and me.

Whitekit is born.

Smoky mountain rain keeps on falling.

How do I tell them why I’m coming back home? / With my eyes on the horizon