So Now The Devil's In My Soul.

When I Try To Describe How I Feel When You Hold Me, I Get Butterflies, I Hear Lullabies, It's Hard To Explain -- Like The Scent Of A Rose Or The Sound Of The Rain. It's Too Precious And Too Wonderful To Give It A Name.

I Was 21. At The Time, I Was Under The Thumb Of My Label, And I Felt Like I Had To Do, Say And Act Out Everything They Asked Me To Do. I Was Trying To Please Them And The Public And Finally I Had To Say, "enough. I'm Going To Make A Record That Makes Me Happy And Addresses All Facets Of Being A Woman. I Don't Care If I Sell One Or One Million Records." That's How I Came To Make Stripped.

For A Shield From The Storm, For A Friend, For A Love To Keep Me Safe And Warm...i Turn To You. For The Strength To Be Strong, For The Will To Carry On...for Everything You Do, For Everything Thats True, I Turn To You.

I Embrace My Body, And I Embrace Everything About Myself.

Sometimes, Especially In The Last Six Months, I Still Feel Like Going To The Window And Singing Out All My Troubles.