You Make Me Feel Like A Candy

I Want To Sit With My Legs Wide Open And Laugh So Loud That The Whole Damn Restaurant Turns And Looks At Me.

When You're A Plebeian You Want Success, And When You're Successful You Want To Be A Plebeian Again

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. . . .

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

I See My Albums As Working Diaries, As Living Scrapbooks Of Me And My Life.