I Won't Give Up. Even If The

I Recently Read That It's The Left Brain That Does All That Calculating, And The Right Brain That Does The Poetry. Somehow I've Veered Way Towards The Left. I've Been Doing It For Years. Maybe I Do Art To Balance It Out.

I Won't Give Up. Even If The Skies Get Rough.

If You Are What You Eat, In My Case, I'd Be Sweet So Come And Get Some.

Hold Your Own. Know Your Name. And Go Your Own Way. And Everything Will Be Fine.

It Makes Me Feel Great, Knowing My Songs Are Being Heard And Of Service To People.