I'm goin' to take a little trip, down paradise's endless shores. They say that travel broadens the mind, till you can't get your head out of doors.
Women hear rhythm differently than men.
No use wishing now for any other sin.
It's the stupid details that my heart is breaking for.
I find humming is very useful.
I'm just the mere shadow of my former selfishness. I crave the silhouette of your kiss.