I knew by heart all the dialogue of James Dean's films; I could watch "Rebel Without a Cause" a hundred times over.
A little less fight and a little more spark, close your mouth and open your heart.
When I first saw you with your smile so tender, my heart was captured, my soul surrendered.
If you bring a friend into your love affair, that's the end of your sweetheart that's the end of your friend, that's when your heartache begins.
I knew by heart all the dialogue of James Dean's films; I could watch Rebel Without a Cause a hundred times over.
When we kiss my heart's on fire, burning with a strange desire. And I know that every time I kiss you, that your heart's on fire, too.