I regret the ending of our friendship and hope one day before we die, we'll make peace with each other . . . No rush.
All lies and jests, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
Breakdowns come, and breakdowns go.
I get the news I need on the weather report And I have nothing to do today but smile
Much of songwriting is simply a mystery.
She said a good day ain't got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been