Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
Peter : What a pair of strange socks you are wearing, one is green andone is blue with red spots!Kirk : Yes it''s really strange. I''ve got another pair of the same at home.