I See My Albums As Working Diaries,

And She Is Your Holy Mary. And I Am So Ordinary.

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

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.

I Am Not The Person Who Is Singing I Am The Silent One Inside. . . . I Am Not My House, My Car, My Songs They Are Only Stops Along My Way. . . .

I Wanted To Be A Cheerleader, Like My Sister Was - All The Most Popular And Beautiful Girls Are Cheerleaders And I Wanted That, And It Demolished This Vision Of Myself. That's When I Found The Piano, When Music Saved Me; That's When I First Attempted To Write My Own Songs.