I have nothing! Nothing! If I don't have you.
Right from the start, you were a thief, you stole my heart.
Come on, make it easy, say I never mattered
This is how it works: you're young until you're not. You love until you don't, you try until you can't, you laugh until you cry, you cry until you laugh. And everyone must breathe until their dying br...
Unhappiness where's when I was young, And we didn't give a damn, 'Cause we were raised, To see life as fun and take it if we can.
and just forget about my envy, Lord and give me what I need
Rock & roll is so great, people should start dying for it. You don't understand. The music gave you back your beat so you could dream...The people just have to die for the music. People are dying for...
We may be lost stars in an ocean of constellations on a dark night but do remember we both belong to the same sky. I breathe the same air that you breathe, we both look at the same luminosity above us...
What have they done to the earth?What have they done to our fair sister?Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit herStuck her with knives in the side of the dawnAnd tied her with fences and dragge...
You can dance. You can make me laugh.You've got x-ray eyes. You know how to sing. You're a diplomat. You've got it all. Everybody loves you. You can charm the birds out of the sky, But I, I've got one...
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlourdrinking milk shakes cold and longSmiling and waving and looking so finedon't think you knew you were in this song
I used to dream, and I used to vow;I wouldn't dream of it now.
Music blows lyrics up very quickly, and suddenly they become more than art. They become pompous and they become self-conscious ... I firmly believe that lyrics have to breathe and give the audience's...
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out - Thank you, drop dead!
you write your best lyrics when you most vulnerable
You're so easy to read but the book is boring me.
He not busy being born is busy dying.
Autumn leaves under frozen soles,Hungry hands turning soft and old,My hero cried as we stood out their in the cold,Like these autumn leaves I don't have nothing to holdAutumn leaves how faded now,that...
Oh the wonders of being married. Put a gun in one hand and a woman in the other, I'm never sure who's going to kill me first.
He'd like you to join the club that likes to saythere's no such thing as love ...