every time I've held a rose, It seems I only felt the thorns

We didn't start the fire It was always burning Since the world's been turning We didn't start the fire No we didn't light it But we tried to fight it

I think music in itself is healing. It's an explosive expression of humanity.

Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I would not leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times, I'll take the bad times I'll take you just the way you are Don't go trying some new fashion Don't change the color of your hair. [...] I could not love you any better I love you just the way you are.

I've learned to dance with a hand in my pants.

Sergeant O'Leary is walking the beat, at night he becomes a bar tender.

Well I never had a place that I could call my very own/That's all right, my love, 'cause you're my home.