“If this could be - The high Sierras I would level to your feet - The wild waves on Capistrano's shore should pay you homage - I'd make the desert a million roses yield - - to die in shame before your beauty- If this could be!” ~Zorro, The Mark of Zorro, 1920
"The ink is running toward the page, it's chasin' off the days Look back at both feet, and that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east, you clicked your heels and wished for me..."
"The ink is running toward the page, it's chasin' off the days Look back at both feet, and that winding knee I missed your skin when you were east, you clicked your heels and wished for me..."