Moving stranger,Does it really matter,As long as you're not afraid to feel? File:Saxophone alto.jpg|144px|thumb|right|There's something very real in how I feel, honey. It's in me.It's in me,And you know it's for real.Tuning in on your saxophone...

Touch me, hold me.How my open arms ache!Try to fall for me.

How I'm moved.How you move meWith your beauty's potency. The Saxophone Song

There's something very special indeed,In all the places where I've seen you shine, boy.There's something very real in how I feel, honey. It's in me.It's in me,And you know it's for real.Tuning in on your saxophone...

You'll never know that you had all of me.You'll never know the poetry you've stirred in me.Of all the stars I've seen that shine so brightly,I've never known or felt in myself so rightly, It's in me... Strange Phenomena (song)|Strange Phenomena File:Moon rise 2-20-08-3.jpg|144px|thumb|right|Soon it will be the phase of the moonWhen people tune in.

Soon it will be the phase of the moonWhen people tune in.Every girl knows about the punctual blues,But who's to know the power behind our moves?

We raise our hats to the strange phenomena.Soul-birds of a feather flock together. File:Collage.jpg|144px|thumb|right| There's a hole in the sky with a big eyeballCalling me: "Come up and be a kite..." Kite

There's a hole in the sky with a big eyeballCalling me: "Come up and be a kite,On a diamond flight!"

A diamond kiteOn a diamond flight.Over the lights, under the moon.Over the lights, under the moon.Over the moon, over the moon! File:The Flood, by Paul Merwart.jpg|144px|thumb|right|Suddenly I find myselfListening to a man I've never known before,Telling me about the sea,All his love, 'til Eternity. The Man with the Child in His Eyes|The Man with the Child in His Eyes