“I wanna hold your gland.”

“I wanna make you feel wantedAnd I wanna call you mineWanna hold your hand foreverNever let you forget itYeah, I wanna make you feel wanted”

“I wanna be inside your heavenTake me to the place you cry fromWhere the storm blows your wayI wanna be the earth that holds youEvery bit of air you're breathin' inA soothin' windI wanna be inside your heaven”

“You know the reason The Beatles made it so big?...'I Wanna Hold Your Hand.' First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. That's what everyone wants. Not 24/7 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts a hundred years. Not a Porsche...or a million-dollar crib. No. They wanna hold your hand. They have such a feeling that they can't hide. Every single successful song of the past fifty years can be traced back to 'I Wanna Hold Your Hand.' And every single successful love story has those unbearable and unbearably exciting moments of hand-holding.”

“I wanna hold the hand inside youI wanna take the breath that's trueI look to you and I see nothingI look to you to see the truthYou live your life, you go in shadowsYou'll come apart and you'll go blackSome kind of night into your darknessColors your eyes with what's not there”

“I Wanna Hold Your Hand.’ First single. Fucking brilliant. Perhaps the most fucking brilliant song ever written. Because they nailed it. That’s what everyone wants. Not 24-7 hot wet sex. Not a marriage that lasts a hundred years. Not a Porsche or a blow job or a million-dollar crib. No. They wanna hold your hand. They have a feeling that they can’t hide.”