We never write anything with themes. We just write the same rubbish all the time.
I cannot be what I am not.
Love is a promise; love is a souvenir.
Music's all right John, but you'll never make a living out of it.
And So This Is Christmas; And What Have We Done? Another Year Over; A New One Just Begun; And So Happy Christmas; I Hope You Have Fun; The Near And The Dear Ones; The Old And The Young.
We gave up everything just to sit at your table.