The songwriter writes stories, the listener recalls past memories.
If you can't be happy, then have a good sleep.
Don't doubt it, if you think I'm a certain kind of person, I'll own up to it, be it good or bad.
In this vast and hurried world, no new love is the best hint for you.
You won't understand, my optimism hides my inferiority and lack of security.
You'll never know how hard it is for me to pretend I don't care.
You harbor someone in your heart who is hard to even meet, yet you still think of a future with him.
You don't need everyone to understand what you do, and you don't need everyone to like who you are.