We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .
Dilute Ur Sorrow
Evaporate Ur Woriz
Elevate Ur Courage
Filtr Ur Smile
U''ll Get The Crystals Of Love
May U Alwayz B Supr Saturated Wid
Happiness ... (: