A Dream You Dream Alone Is Only

If Being An Egomaniac Means I Believe In What I Do And In My Art Or Music, Then In That Respect You Can Call Me That... I Believe In What I Do, And I'll Say It.

When You Cross The Street, Take My Hand

I Keep On Reading The Morning Star Newspaper To See If There's Any Hope, But It Seems To Be In The 19th Century; It Seems To Be Written For Dropped-out, Middle-aged Liberals.

I Still Don't Know How To Express The Really Delicate Personal Stuff. People Think That Plastic Ono Is Very Personal, But There Are Some Subtleties Of Emotions Which I Cannot Seem To Express In Pop Music, And It Frustrates Me. Maybe That's Why I Still Search For Other Ways Of Expressing Myself. Song Writing Is A Limiting Experience In Some Ways - Writing Down Words That Have To Rhyme.

There Is An Alternative To War. It's Staying In Bed And Growing Your Hair.