My Hits Are Not Hits.

They Read All The Books, But They Can't Find The Answers.

You Get To A Certain Age Where You Prepare Yourself For Happiness. Sometimes You Never Remember To Actually Get Happy.

May This Be The Year That Things Go Your Way Most Of The Time, And When They Don't, May You Have Great Friends To Lean On.

Pain Throws Your Heart To The Ground Love Turns The Whole Thing Around Fear Is A Friend Who's Misunderstood But I Know The Heart Of Life Is Good

I Mean There Are So Many Different Colors Of Life, Of Feeling, Of Articulation... So When I Meet Someone Who's An 8-color Type... I'm Like, 'hey Girl, Magenta!' And She's Like, 'oh, You Mean Purple!' And She Goes Off On Her Purple Thing, And I'm Like, 'no - I Want Magenta!'