Let Light Hearts Remake Us.

You Wake Up One Day And Suddenly Realize That Your Youth Is Behind You, Even Though You're Still Young At Heart.

You Dont Know What You Got Till Its Gone

Ira Gershwin, Shame On Him. I Mean, Some Of The Writing.

My Individual, Psychological Descent Coincided, Ironically, With My Ascent Into The Public Eye.

Oh It Gets So Lonely When You're Walking And The Streets Are Full Of Strangers