People Come To New York To Be

I Am Stronger Than Words And I Am Bigger Than The Box I'm In, And Then I See Her In The Crowd And I Fall Apart -i Am Listening And I Am Listening Because What I'm Playing Isn't Something I'm Thinking About, It's Something I'm Feeling All Over.

When Is The Night Over? Is It The Start Of Sunrise Or The End Of It? Is It When You Finally Go To Sleep Or Simply When You Realize That You Have To?

There Is No Such Thing As A Soulmate...and Who Would Want There To Be? I Don't Want Half Of A Shared Soul. I Want My Own Damn Soul.

Hope And Belief. I'd Always Wanted Hope, But Never Believed That I Could Have Such An Adventure On My Own. That I Could Own It. And Love It. But It Happened.

People Come To New York To Be Different, But I Go To Starbucks To Be The Same.