"You come home everyday to your hopes, your dreams, your everything"

And I have a question:
What is love?
What is love?
Love...
Is it giving up?
'Cause that's not how you raised me.

Everything we need is right in front of us. So, why are we still looking? The only thing you gotta do is just realize it before you lose it. The best qualities a person can have, I'd say, is to be reliable. There may be a lot of corruption in this world, but who's to say that all of the good people are gone? They're just hiding out somewhere in the midst of all this. Within our hopes, and within our dreams, is everything that can not be seen or touched. All we have to do is say it like we mean it. I know my words are vague, but I'm more of an artist than I am an author, and people interpret things differently. But maybe I can teach you a little something every once in a while. Here's a tidbit of my "wisdom": everybody needs someone to lean on once in a while. Why not be that person?