And I tried it and I felt, I guess I must have been pulled in by the red light of television and now I've been on TV since 1992.

I've stopped racing to get to the red light.

When you're sitting at a red light, and you hear it coming, you're just waiting for it to come.

How does Sting know she doesn’t have to turn on the red light? I bet under different circumstances she’d love not to put on the red light, but she’s got bills to pay. If he’s telling her she doesn’t have to turn on the red light, he needs to offer an alternative. I’d appreciate Sting’s suggestion more if he followed, “You don’t have to sell your body to the night,” with “because I found you a stable nine-to-five that comes with benefits, a dental plan, and a matching 401K.

There are a lot of things that frustrate me. I get frustrated when I have to wait at a red light.

Light is a metaphoric thing. There is green light and red light. Then there is black light, which is mostly danger.