People often ask me why don't you have a girlfriend. Then I smile and say: I have thousands some just haven't met me yet.

Make a right, 40th Ave., that's when i smile and laugh.

I laugh until I weep And weep until I smile.

I smile, loving him for changing with me, for going where my Neglect has taken us, for getting the new me..

I don't smile as much as I should, even though I smile inside a lot..