"she's so lucky
she's a star
but she cries, cries, cries
in her lonely heart thinking
if there's nothing missing in my life, so why do these tears come at night?"

"It might have been a while
Since you've been loved
By one who really loves you

It might have been a while
Since you could trust
That someone really cares

When people like us
Meant to go 'round in pairs"

e se eu fizer uma declaração de felicidade será que todo carinho e preocupação vai embora?
não vou arriscar descobrir. é cômodo ser mimado assim.

Oh, what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St.Valentine’s
And you sat in a chair thinking:
“Boy, I’m such a prince!”
Well life’s a train that goes from February on day by day
But it’s making a stop on April first.