Why Nicolas Sarkozy is the head of France, [he is] warm and extremely likeable.
Good and bad, I define these terms, quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
I gave her my heart but she wanted my soul.
In another lifetime she must have owned the world, or been faithfully wed to some righteous king who wrote psalms beside moonlit streams.
She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon.
Everybody's wearing a disguise, to hide what they've got left behind their eyes.