Sad Song Lyrics Quotes & Sayings

If you have a dream, chase it no matter what it takes. — James Harden

In the late '60s and '70s, when feminism was on the up sweep, there was an awareness of things that we're losing again. — Sandra Bernhard

Funny how a beautiful song could tell such a sad story — Sarah Dessen

The 'fact' of my actions frequently collide with the 'fiction' of my words. And at what point will I live what I say, so I will avoid what I do? — Craig D. Lounsbrough

Maybe I'd see how you could be so certain that we had no chance...at all. — Jason Robert Brown

I always hated...all sad songs. I thought they made happy people miserable. Now I think I understand them better. Bards write them because they can't hold them back. Sadness has got to flow out or it gets stuck and turns bitter. — Jonathan Renshaw

The pattern's laid out on the bed
With dozens of colors of thread
But you've got the needle
I guess that's the point in the end — Amanda Palmer

I called to wish you an unhappy birthday because you're evil and you lie and if you should die I may feel slightly sad, but I won't cry. — Morrissey

It was such a sweet, sad song with such sweet, sad lyrics. Old-fashioned a little, but also timeless. — Gabrielle Zevin

Will sat where he was, gazing at the silver bowl in front of him; a white rose was floating in it, and he seemed prepared to stare at it until it went under. In the Kitchen Bridget was still singing one of her awful sad songs; the lyrics drifted in through the door:
"Twas on an evening fair I went to take the air,
I heard a maid making her moan;
Said, 'Saw ye my father? Or ye my mother?
Or saw ye my brother John?
Or saw ye the lad that I love best,
And his name it is Sweet William?"
I may murder her, Tessa thought. Let her make a song about that. — Cassandra Clare

We cannot hand our faith to one another ... Even in the Middle Ages, when faith was theoretically uniform, it was always practically individual. — John Jay Chapman

And none will hear the postman's knock
Without a quickening of the heart.
For who can bear to feel himself forgotten? — W. H. Auden

I don't really like this song," Emma had said.
"You told me it was your favourite."
"It's beautiful. But it always makes me sad."
"Why, love?" he'd asked gently. "It's about finding each other again. About someone coming home."
Emma had lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him earnestly. "It's about losing someone, and having to wait until you're together in heaven."
"There's nothing in the lyrics about heaven," he'd said.
"But that's what it means. I can't bear the idea of being separated from you, for a lifetime or a year or even a day. So you mustn't go to heaven without me."
"Of course not," he had whispered. "It wouldn't be heaven without you. — Lisa Kleypas

It was better than the fantasy, Rook. I'd just like you to know that. — J.A. Huss

I think the people of Victoria are smart, intelligent people. — Denis Napthine

Because you let our love just fall apart
You no longer have my heart — Boyz II Men

The songwriting style, to me, is superior ... there was a certain amount of joy in it, no matter how sad the song is. You get joy in listening to these Buddy Holly or Roy Orbison sad lyrics. I'm attracted to songs that have balance between the darks and the lights and giving them all equal opportunity. — M. Ward

Unfortunately, we are living in an era where plenty of songs with vulgar, objectionable lyrics are also becoming popular. It's a disturbing trend, and I feel really sad when I see small kids dancing to such numbers in television shows. In my career so far, I have refused any song whose lyrics I haven't been comfortable with. — Shreya Ghoshal

You think you're lost but you're not lost on your own. You're not alone. I will stand by you, I will help you through when you've done all you can do.
If you can't cope, I will dry your eyes
I will fight your fight, I will hold you tight and I wont let go — Rascal Flatts

You're an expert at sorry and keeping the lines blurry — Taylor Swift

Then, lifting me up, his head fell back and he opened his mouth wide. "Once I let Lucy Larson into my heart! I was able to take my sad, shitty song and make it better!" he sung, off key and at full volume. Some of the students around us tipped their beers at him, some broke in during the "Nah, nah, nah," chorus, and a few looked at him like he was a crazy man.
But I just laughed - I already knew he was crazy. And I loved him for it. "I think that's called taking creative liberties with the lyrics. — Nicole Williams