“I guess it's you I miss.
'Cause I just stare at the ceiling.
My stomach knots and twists.
You've created this feeling.
And I may be out of style.
But do you know what true love is? I'll make this all so worthwhile.
So let's rise above this. Let's rise above this.”

God Only Knows (co-written with Tony Asher) ·  1966 Beach Boys performance https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lpd4jzKA4SA · David Bowie performance (1984) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HOadV_CPT_k&spfreload=1 · Brian Wilson and The Corrs at Buckingham Palace (2002) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dEMGE9cPwmk · "The Impossible Orchestra" — BBC multi-star performance (2014) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqLTe8h0-jo · Brian Wilson and She & Him : "On The Island" + "God Only Knows" (2015) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sruOAvMRjhs
Pet Sounds (1966)

Making Love out of Nothing at All (1983)
Context: I know just how to fake it
And I know just how to scheme
I know just when to face the truth
And then I know just when to dream.
And I know just where to touch you
And I know just what to prove
I know when to pull you closer
And I know when to let you loose.
And I know the night is fading
And I know the time's gonna fly
And I'm never gonna tell you everything I gotta tell you
But I know I've got to give it a try.
And I know the roads to riches
And I know the ways to fame
I know all the rules and then I know how to break'em
And then I always know the name of the game
But I don't know how to leave you
And I'll never let you fall
And I don't know how you do it
Making love out of nothing at all.

No Such Thing
Song lyrics, Room for Squares (2001)

Miles From Nowhere
Song lyrics, Tea for the Tillerman (1970)

Source: Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions (1884), PART II: OTHER WORLDS, Chapter 16. How the Stranger Vainly Endeavoured to Reveal to Me in Words the Mysteries of Spaceland
Context: You are living on a Plane. What you style Flatland is the vast level surface of what I may call a fluid, on, or in, the top of which you and your countrymen move about, without rising above it or falling below it.I am not a plane Figure, but a Solid. You call me a Circle; but in reality I am not a Circle, but an infinite number of Circles, of size varying from a Point to a Circle of thirteen inches in diameter, one placed on the top of the other. When I cut through your plane as I am now doing, I make in your plane a section which you, very rightly, call a Circle. For even a Sphere — which is my proper name in my own country — if he manifest himself at all to an inhabitant of Flatland — must needs manifest himself as a Circle.Do you not remember — for I, who see all things, discerned last night the phantasmal vision of Lineland written upon your brain — do you not remember, I say, how, when you entered the realm of Lineland, you were compelled to manifest yourself to the King, not as a Square, but as a Line, because that Linear Realm had not Dimensions enough to represent the whole of you, but only a slice or section of you? In precisely the same way, your country of Two Dimensions is not spacious enough to represent me, a being of Three, but can only exhibit a slice or section of me, which is what you call a Circle.The diminished brightness of your eye indicates incredulity. But now prepare to receive proof positive of the truth of my assertions. You cannot indeed see more than one of my sections, or Circles, at a time; for you have no power to raise your eye out of the plane of Flatland; but you can at least see that, as I rise in Space, so my sections become smaller. See now, I will rise; and the effect upon your eye will be that my Circle will become smaller and smaller till it dwindles to a point and finally vanishes.There was no "rising" that I could see; but he diminished and finally vanished. I winked once or twice to make sure that I was not dreaming. But it was no dream. For from the depths of nowhere came forth a hollow voice — close to my heart it seemed — "Am I quite gone? Are you convinced now? Well, now I will gradually return to Flatland and you shall see my section become larger and larger."Every reader in Spaceland will easily understand that my mysterious Guest was speaking the language of truth and even of simplicity. But to me, proficient though I was in Flatland Mathematics, it was by no means a simple matter.

Source: City of Glass

I Like It, I Love It
Song lyrics, All I Want (1995)

why'd you do it? why'd you have to do it?
"(Sweet Sweet Baby) Since You've Been Gone", written with Teddy White, from Lady Soul (1968)
Song lyrics

My Twisted World (2014), 19-22, UC Santa Barbara, Perspective on incelness