“I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.”

I fell in love with the way you wanted more.

Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.

Give me love like summer rain.

This wild heart beats restlessness.

I search for summer in every corner of september.

A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.

I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.

We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.

Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.

All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.

Open your heart to life before summer is over.

We all need more solitude sundays.

She breathed love like air. She was Paris turned human.

The scent of rain is just as much as an illusion as your love.

My only home are the daydreams I dream.

From her glass of red wine she takes a sip of the evening sun.

Kiss the words from my lips like a love poem.

You overrate my capacity of love. I don’t posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.

I loved, you lost. Pity isn’t it?

We fell in love because we were both summer souls.

I’m very proud of my well-earned wrinkles, so show ’em.

You do not become a star, you are born a star. A star is born with that indefinable extra something.

In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.

No one has been a greater advocate for the power of love in this world than I; both in my life and in my music.