Nobody makes me bleed my own blood. NOBODY.

And all of these moments just might find a way into my dreams tonight But I know that they'll be gone when the morning light sings Or brings new things for tomorrow night you see That they'll be gone too, too many things I have to do But if all of these dreams might find their way into my day to day scene I'd be under the impression I was somewhere in between With only two, just me and you, not so many things we got to do Or places we got to be, we'll sit beneath the mango tree now -- Jack Johnson

Let the sun shine in and face it with a grin. Smilers,they never lose and frowners,they never win. So let the sun shine in.