There Is No Good Singing, There Is

I Don't Really Need To Be Remembered. I Hope The Music's Remembered.

Too Young To Hold On And Too Old To Just Break Free And Run

Somebody Asked Me What I Wanted To Do. I Just Said I Wanted To…just To Give Back To It What It’s Given Me. And To Meet All The Other People That Are Doing It…just To Be In The World, Really.

Kiss Me, Please Kiss Me But Kiss Me Out Of Desire, Babe, And Not Consolation You Know It Makes Me So Angry 'cause I Know That In Time I'll Only Make You Cry, This Is Our Last Goodbye.

Music Should Be Like Making Love. Sometimes You Want It Soft And Tender, Another Time You Want It Hard And Aggressive.