What it comes down to

At your best

you are love

At your best

At your best you are love

Here we go again

Take me to the next phase

Now wait a minute

A little bit softer now

What it comes down to

Sometimes I wish that there were more straight ahead jazz playing in my head, but this is what I'm hearing so this is what you get.

At least the music is still playing, and there is nothing worse than when the music stops because you never know when or if it will return. The worse years of my life were when the music stopped.