Dark And Lonely. I Need Somebody To

Will You Still Love Me When I'm No Longer Young And Beautiful? Will You Still Love Me When I've Got Nothing But My Aching Soul?

When I Was Younger I Felt Lonely... In Terms Of My Thought Processes. I Had The Constant Feeling That I Thought Differently To Everyone Around Me. So, I Suppose I Felt Lonely For A Home. I Didn't Know Where I Wanted To Be, But I Knew I Wasn't There Yet.

I Was Never Successful In A Noteworthy Way, No One Wrote About Me, And I Didn't Have Recognition. I've Met A Lot Of Musicians Along The Way Who Thought I Was Good, And They Knew That Was Important To Me. Having A Simple Career As A Musician Who Liked Music Was Good Enough For Me.

Well, I Mean, Taking Time For Your Art Is Taking Time For Yourself, Isn't It?

It’s About A Singer Who First Sneered About My Allegedly Not Authentic Style But Later She Stole And Copied It. And Now She’s Acting Like I Am The Art Project And She The True Super Artist. My God And People Actually Believe Her, She’s Successful! I Shouldn't Continue Ranting, It Doesn’t Get Anywhere.