What's your favorite lyric from a song?

Just curious what stays with people...
In a previous career, I used to work for a billionaire. Some of my colleagues tried to "work" this relationship to their advantage (everything from doing personal favors to attending social events together to taking personal loans from the guy). Once he got you on that track, you were his indentured servant. So, I like this line from Kyle Davis:

"I don't want to be in service to the king, you only get to take one ride".

I also like another one from Lindsey Buckingham - presumably sung to his former "special lady", Stevie Nicks (whom he evidently doesn't like very much, anymore):

"Think of me when you don't come."

Gotta like that sentiment.

To express lonliness -

"There is no pain, you are receding.
A distant ships smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I cant hear what youre sayin.
When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse,
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone.
I cannot put my finger on it now.
The child is grown, the dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb."

Wow, it sounds even more bleak reading it

To Express Joy -

"Daylight licked me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl i loved
And drowned her deep inside of me

Soft and only
Lost and lonely
Just like heaven"

Can't believe that girl married me to this day

Just plain wonder at the world -

"And its something quite peculiar,
Something thats shimmering and white.
Leads you here despite your destination,
Under the milky way tonight
Under the milky way tonight"

Makes me think of the painting "Starry Night" by Van Gogh, and standing on that hill at night in Provence
"You tell that you've heard every sound there is..."

And Your Bird Can Sing, Beatles 1966
"I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I�d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn�t play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died."

Don McClean - American Pie