I Can't Wear Flat Shoes. My Feet

Father, Thanks For Reaching Out And Lovingly,saying That You've Always Been Proud Of Me,i Needed To Feel That So Desperately,you're Always Alive Inside Of Me.

I Really Rebel Against Authority.

Sipping Bailey's Cream By The Stereo, Trying To Find Relief On The Radio. I'm Suppressing The Tears.

Nothing That's Ever Happened Has Taken Away The Optimist In Me. It's Always, "whatever-let's Go To Disneyland." Yes, I Have My Bleak, Tortured-artist Moments, But You Have To Hold On To What's Positive.

There's A Hero, If You Look Inside Your Heart