Why dont I watch the ocean? — Dido

"My teas gone cold, Im wondering why I got out of bed at all the morning rain clouds up my window and I cant see at all And even if I could itd all be grey, but your picture on my wall it reminds me that its not so bad its not so bad"

"If youre cold Ill keep you warm If youre low just hold on Cause I will be your safety Oh dont leave home."

"If you gave me just a coin for every time we say goodbye Well Id be rich beyond my dreams, Im sorry for my weary life I know Im not perfect but I can smile and I hope that you see this heart behind my tired eyes."

"Oh I am what I am Ill do what I want But I cant hide I wont go I wont sleep I cant breathe Until youre resting here with me I wont leave I cant hide I cannot be Until youre resting here with me."

"I will go down with this ship And I wont put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door Im in love and always will be."

"I havent ever really found a place that I call home I never stick around quite long enough to make it I apologize that once again Im not in love But its not as if I mind that your heart aint exactly breaking."

"The wound is the place where the Light enters you."

"yes is a pleasant country... love is a deeper season than reason"

"true lovers in each happening of their hearts live longer than all which and every who"

"What concerns me fundamentaly is a meteoric burlesk melodrama, born of the immemorial adage love will find a way."

"Who made you glorious as the gates of heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flower Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? God! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, God! God! sing, ye meadow-streams, with gladsome voice! Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God!"

"Unchanged within, to see all changed without, Is a blank lot and hard to bear, no doubt. Yet why at others Wanings shouldst thou fret? Then only mightst thou feel a just regret, Hadst thou withheld thy love or hid thy light In selfish forethought of neglect and slight."