I am a super huge fan of yours. I've loved you for a long time. I loved you when you looked like this:
and even when you looked like this:
I even forgave you for making me watch Ally McBeal, Sex and the City and that film Moonlight and Valentino, because you insisted on being in them and I love you.
So I need favour from you. When I come to see you in Hyde Park next year, please can you play all your old songs? And can you write another really excellent album, because to be brutally honest it's gone a bit wrong since These Days hasn't it?
That's all I'm asking for. Not much, considering the effort I put in being a super fan. I'm sure you must be very busy writing your new should've-come-after-these-days album so I'll say bye for now,
P.S. You can play 'It's My Life' and 'One Wild Night.'
P.P.S. My boyfriends coming with me to London, so I won't be able to meet up just this time. I'm very truly sorry.