I have my books and my poetry to protect me
Artie travels all the time. The rehearsals were just miserable. Artie and I fought all the time. He didn't want to do the show with my band; he just wanted me on acoustic guitar.
All I've got to do today is smile.
The thought that life could be better is woven indelibly into our hearts and our brains.
I met my old lover on the street last night, she seemed glad to see me.
Who's gonna love you when your looks are gone?