Is it a feeling? Is it a fact? Is it schizophrenic or do you just react to just knowing deep down inside that once in the life the days are bright and what's been right -all along- well, it's just arrived. It's not a feeling it's a fact you stop hurrying and accept the fact that once in the life you don't have to act you don't have to ask it's simply over there for you to grab. It once was a feeling it once was a hope hiding up up above now it's a fact there to grab the thing called love.