Suddenly, every song was about you.
7 Billion smiles, and yours is my favorite.
If the full moon loves you, why worry about the stars?
when you discover a really great song and you want to share it with the world but at the same time you don’t want anyone else to hear it
I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.