In every heart there is a room, A sanctuary safe and strong, To heal the wounds from lovers past, Until a new one comes along

I guess some people in classical music can keep going until they kick (die) and the (Rolling) Stones are definitely pushing the envelope but I wonder if here's a time when you have to face whether you are as good as you used to be.

Why should I worry, why should I care? And even when I cross that line, I got street savoire faire.

There was only really one accident that was kinda bad but it was nothing to do with booze, just bad luck... I was having a hard time a couple of years ago... I'm a good driver, I just had bad luck.

I could walk away from anyone I ever knew, but I can't walk away from you.

No end to sorrow, caused by the same endless fears. Why can't we learn from all we've been through after two thousand years?

Even though I'm in love, sometimes I get so afraid.