I can't wear flat shoes. My feet repel them.

She smiles through a thousand tears, and harbors adolescent fears. She dreams of all that she can never be, she wades in insecurity.

Only once in a lifetime love rushes in, changing you with the tide.

No stress, no fights. I'm leaving it all behind. No tears, no time to cry. Just making the most of life.

Nothing that's ever happened has taken away the optimist in me. It's always, "Whatever-let's go to Disneyland." Yes, I have my bleak, tortured-artist moments, but you have to hold on to what's positive.

The international music scene has grown so much, and America is sort of following that.

I don't mind being compared to Whitney (Houston), there are people miles worse to be compared to.