Again, I Lay Awake, And I Cried

I Am The Son And The Heir Of A Shyness That Is Criminally Vulgar.

I Was Quite Advanced When I Was At School, And When I Left School It Seemed That All These Really Oafish Clods From School Were Making Tremendous Progress And Had Wonderfully Large Cars And Lots Of Money, And I Seemed To Be Constantly Waiting For A Bus That Never Came.

It's So Easy To Laugh, It's So Easy To Hate, It Takes Guts To Be Gentle And Kind.

I've Always Done Quite Well As Far As The Charts Are Concerned. And Yet I Always Felt I Conveyed The Spirit Of The Music I Love, Which Didn't Have Any Chart Success.

I Was Wasting My Time, Praying For Love. For A Love That Never Comes, From Someone Who Does Not Exist.