How many times can a man turn his head, and pretend that he just doesn't see? — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Mem'ry All alone in the moonlight I can smile at the old days Life was beautiful then. — Trevor Nunn Copy Share Image
I- I love you like a love song, baby And I keep hittin' repeat-peat-peat-peat — Selena Gomez Copy Share Image
Morning has broken Like the first morning. Blackbird has spoken Like the first bird. — Eleanor Farjeon Copy Share Image
Old black water, keep on rollin' Mississippi moon won't you keep on shinin' on me? — Patrick Simmons Copy Share Image
For me, I'm going to try to make my favorite song over the most popular song. — Finneas Copy Share Image
She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars She wore blue… — Bernie Wayne Copy Share Image
I've seen fire and I've seen rain I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end I've seen lonely times when… — James Taylor Copy Share Image
One look at love and you may see it weaves a web over mystery, all ravelled threads can rend apart for hope… — Enya Copy Share Image
In every heart there is a room, A sanctuary safe and strong, To heal the wounds from lovers past, Until a new… — Billy Joel Copy Share Image
A jazz tune, melody, or composition is usually based on either a traditional twelve-bar, eight-bar, or four-bar blues chorus or on the… — Albert Murray Copy Share Image
Sing us a song you're the piano man. Sing us a song tonight. Cause we're all in the mood for a melody,… — Billy Joel Copy Share Image
I don't write songs, songs write me. ... Writing a song can be agony or ecstasy. It can take half an hour… — Sammy Cahn Copy Share Image
And we just went with Julie because that name hadn't been used in any other popular songs at the time. — Bobby Sherman Copy Share Image
Every breath you take and every move you make Every bond you break, every step you take I'll be watchin' you Every… — Sting Copy Share Image
It was your song that made me sing It was your song that gave me wings It was your light that shined… — Garth Brooks Copy Share Image
And if she asks you why you can tell her that I told you That I'm tired of Castles in the Air… — Don McLean Copy Share Image
No Romeo-and-Juliet acts, no nonsense about Love with a large L, none of that popular song claptrap with its skies of blue,… — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
And if I can't be with you I would rather have a different face And if I can't be near you I… — Neil Finn Copy Share Image
“It's the latest popular song," declared the phonograph, speaking in a sulky tone of voice. "A popular song?" "Yes. One that the… — L. Frank Baum Copy Share Image
The whole point of art, aside from the aesthetic pleasure it yields, is that it provides a bridge to the past; that… — Barry Humphries Copy Share Image
When you're DJing, there are songs I love to play, but I know people are going to walk off. It doesn't matter… — Russell Peters Copy Share Image
“MICHELLE, MA BELLE Paul McCartney had been awarded the Gershwin Prize for Popular Song in a ceremony in the East Room. For… — Pete Souza Copy Share Image
“[D]id you ever notice how friendships are a lot like pop songs? They are for girls, anyway. First there's the newness of… — Brando Skyhorse Copy Share Image
Where do babies come from? Don't bother asking adults. They lie like pigs. However, diligent independent research and hours of playground consultation… — Matt Groening Copy Share Image
The lyrics are not an important thing to me. In fact, it can be a distraction. If I knew the language enough… — Alan Bishop Copy Share Image
“Yet today, from countless paintings, statues, and buildings, from literature and history, from personality and institution, from profanity, popular song, and entertainment… — Dallas Willard Copy Share Image
“The music of a popular song now came from the radio as Hawksmoor gazed out of the window; and he saw a… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
I love you," he writes again and again. "I can't bear to live without you. I'm counting the minutes until I see… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
We walked at night towards a cafe blooming with Japanese lanterns and I followed your white shoes gleaming like radium in the… — Zelda Fitzgerald Copy Share Image