It's my instinct more than my voice that keeps me on top.
You love the way it makes me feel when I can't catch my breath Like walkin' on a high wire, Lord, it scares me half to death You're always high above me and I'm always fallin' down Our loves just a circus baby, and I'm just the clown
You learn the most from life's hardest knocks.
This time I hurt her more than she loves me.
Fads are the kiss of death. When the fad goes away, you go with it.
Listen to advice, but follow your heart.