I act like summer, and walk like rain.
I listen like Spring and talk like June.
Sailed across the sun, fell for a shooting star.
I traced my way through the constellations.
I checked out Mozart.
I'm not afraid to fly, neither to land-- take my hand.
I can't imagine no love, no first dance, no you.
I wanna dance to the light of the day.
(Drops of Jupiter, Train)
I've got the best of both worlds.
I'm strong, but needy.
This, is happiness.
I am biased.
My words can turn themselves to blades and knives,
But my heart disfigures with yours.
I am the contradiction, the beautiful mess.
(A Beautiful Mess, Jason Mraz)