Is There Room In My Heart For

When I Got Older, I Chose To Look At Christianity As Another Myth.

I Hurt Myself Today To See If I Could Feel. I Hurt Myself, You Said To Try To Make Him Feel. So I Hurt Myself Again To See If He'd See Me. I Hurt Myself Again And No, He Never Could See Me.

I Know I'm An Acquired Taste - I'm Anchovies. And Not Everybody Wants Those Hairy Little Things.

To Heal The Wound, You Have To Go Into The Dark Night Of The Soul.

I Think There's A Time As A Writer When You Want To See The Best Things In Life, And You Go Out Wherever You Go With Your Dreams As A Writer Or A Composer.