May This Be The Year That Things

You Gotta Be Able To Explain Things To Yourself When The Lights Go Off And You Get In The Bed. You Gotta Deal With You At The End Of The Day.

If You Never Stop When You Wave Goodbye You Just Might Find, If You Give It Time, You Will Wave Hello Again.

My Fear Is That I Go Up To The Girl Of My Dreams And Say 'i'm Sorry, But I've Got To Say Hello To You,' And She Slides The Stool Back And Gets Up And Walks Away, Saying, 'not For Me, Bub. I Don't Want Anything To Do With You.'

It's Almost Charity Work, What People Have Done, Turning Other People On To My Music.

I Quit The Media Game. I'm Out. I'm Done.