Who I Am As A Guitarist Is

I Need Some Kind Of Emotional Stake In It To Write My Lyrics, Assuming That Place. It Might Just Be An Emotion I Understand But Am Not Currently Experiencing Necessarily.

Yeah, Under The Table And Dreaming Shaped The Way That I Think About Writing Songs.

When Autumn Comes, It Doesn't Ask. It Just Walks In, Where It Left You Last. And You Never Know, When It Starts; Until There's Fog Inside The Glass Around Your Summer Heart.

The Biggest Mistake I Made And What Cost Me A Lot Of Enjoyment In My Life, Was Assuming That Everybody Cared. They Don’t.

And I Start Sleeping And Dreaming And I Think I'll Dream About You, All Through The Night.