I Became A Mom At 37 And

Sometimes It Seems Like We're Closer To Our Manicurists Than We Are Our Own Souls. We Have To Find Ways To Get In Touch With That And To Listen To It And To Hear It.

If I Was Writing Songs Just For Me I'd Only Play Them In My Living Room, Alone.

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

I've Got Enough Guilt To Start My Own Religion.

So The First Job That I Got - My Father Got It For Me - He Had His Clerical Collar On, Was A Gay Bar In D.c., It Was Mr. Henry's Of Georgetown.