Will you do everything for love?

Will you raise me up

Will you help me down?

Will you get me right out of this Godforsaken town? 

Will you make it all a little less cold?

Will you hold me sacred? 

Will you hold me tight?

Can you colorize my life?

I'm so sick of black and white!

Can you make it all a little less old?

Will you make me some magic with your own two hands?

Can you build an emerald city with these grains of sand? 

Can you give me something I can take home?

Will you cater to every fantasy I got?

Will ya hose me down with holy water, if I get too hot? 

Will you take me places I've never known?

After a while you'll forget everything 

It was a brief interlude and a midsummer night's fling

And you'll see that it's time to move on

I know the territory, I've been around

It'll all turn to dust and we'll all fall down

And sooner or later, you'll be screwing around

Dor de marea mea.... - File din jurnal

Era iarna sufletului meu dar aveam langa mine soarele care imi ardea chipul in asfintit. Ani de zile am colindat impreuna prin desertaciune. Rasaritul era mereu plin de promisiuni, plin de vise si de idealuri.

Eram cuvantul care mereu aspira sa ajunga un frumos poem. Nenumarate vise s-au spart in noapte in milioane si milioane de stele, de multe ori transformandu-se chiar in aurora. Dar nu ma suparam speram din nou si din nou in alte vise, cerul devenind din ce in ce mai instelat si mai stralucitor. 

 Mereu am fost cea neinteleasa si ciudata. Mama imi spuneam ca am un suflet cameleonic si nu a inteles cum am ajuns asa find nascuta dintr-o femeie obisnuita.

Am fost intrebata deseori "De ce? " , nu am stiut sa raspund, m-am ascuns in valurile spumante ale marii, sub cerul meu de stele.

 Am fost nimicul care a vrut totul. Am vrut sa ating intunericul arsa de lumina. Nu am reusit. Am reusit sa ies din mare, insa cerul nu mai este instelat si nici obrajii arsi de soare.

 Imi e dor de marea mea....