For The Loser Now Will Be Later

I Heard The Tongues Of Angels And The Tongues Of Men And It All Sounded No Different To Me.

I Never Saw Myself As A Folk Singer.

I Lost My One True Love. I Started Drinking.

All I Can Do Is Be Me, Whoever That Is.

Now, Each Of Us Has His Own Special Gift And You Know This Was Meant To Be True. And If You Don't Underestimate Me I Won't Underestimate You.