Mistakes, I know I've made a few. But I'm only human, you've made mistakes, too.
With a heart that is truthful, keeping you youthful.
Now if I appear to be carefree it's only to camouflage my sadness. In order to keep my pride I try to cover the hurt with a show of gladness.
I will bring you a flower from the floor of the sea to wear in your hair.
I don't like you, but I love you.
If some of those people who wanted to ban Beethoven's music could hear the music that's being played today, wow, what would they do, man?