Can you squeeze me into an empty page of your diary and psychologically save me?
To me you are a work of art, and I would give you my heart - that's if I had one.
I can get incredibly erotic about blotting paper.
Pass the pub that wrecks your body And the church, all they want is your money
I first bought a Buffy Sainte-Marie record when I was 12, and her music has always remained with me. In the 1960s, as a political activist, Buffy's lyrics were fearless, and I'm very grateful for all the risks that she took.
He drove me home in the van, complaining, 'Women only like me for my mind'.