I Don't Like To Sit And Bask

It's Me Who Is My Enemy Me Who Beats Me Up Me Who Makes The Monsters Me Who Strips My Confidence.

You Make Me Feel Like A Candy Apple, Red And Horny.

The Flower Has Opened, Has Been In The Sun And Is Unafraid. I'm Taking More Chances; I'm Bold And Proud.

Being A Writer Is A Very Private, Internal Process. Ultimately I Am More The Writer, Being An Introvert.

The River Was Always There Inside Of Me, But I Was Very Shy. I Could See That This Was My Path. I Felt Destiny In My Own Music.