I Wanted To Write A Happy Song.

I Was So Self-critical. I Still Am, But It's Not As Bad Anymore.

Everybody Acts Like I'm Nuts. I'm Not Nuts I Just Want To Feel It All.

Because For Whatever Reason, Even Though I Want To Stay Home All The Time And Be Left Alone, I Want To Tell The World Who I Am Now.

When You're Famous Weird Things Will Happen That End Up Hurting Your Feelings. I'll Get A Letter From Somebody I Knew A While Ago And I'll Be Really Touched. Then I'll Turn Over The Envelope And Their Business Card Falls Out.

He Goes Along Just As A Water Lily Gentle On The Surface Of His Thoughts His Body Floats Unweighed Down By Passion Or Intensity Yet Unaware Of The Depth Upon Which He Coasts And He Finds A Home In Me For What Misfortune Sows, He Knows My Touch Will Reap