I've Figured Out My Learning

I Believe That My Life's Gonna See The Love I Give Returned To Me.

I'm Willing To Make Compromises Based On Someone I Think Is The One, But I Think It's Psychologically Important To People When They're Famous To Be The Only Famous Person They Know.

And I Start Sleeping And Dreaming And I Think I'll Dream About You, All Through The Night.

I Need Some Kind Of Emotional Stake In It To Write My Lyrics, Assuming That Place. It Might Just Be An Emotion I Understand But Am Not Currently Experiencing Necessarily.

The Saddest Kind Of Sad Is The Sad That Tries Not To Be Sad. You Know, When Sad Tries To Bite Its Lip And Not Cry, And Smile And Say, "no I'm Happy For You"? Thats When It's Really Sad.