She Smiles At Her Reflection In A

You Feel Like A Prisoner If You Don't Create. You're Jailed Up Inside Of Yourself.

Choke Me In The Shallow Water Before I Get Too Deep.

Becoming A Mom Made Me More Contentious About Expressing My True Taste.

A Lot Of The Songs Start With An Image. I Was Sitting There Playing The Guitar And I Pictured This Old, Dirty Green Car, With The Window Rolled Down, In The Hot, Hot, Hot Texas Heat, And This Beautiful Woman I Knew When I Was A Kid Sitting Behind The Wheel, Looking Out At Me.

It's Hard To Believe That You're Really Here, So I Just Pretend That You're Not Here.