I Write About The Things

It's Too Late And It's Too Bad, Don't Think Of Me.

I'm So Lonely I Don't Even Want To Be With Myself Anymore.

I Write About The Things I Feel Strongly About.

I Always Want To Bring Emotion Across In A Straightforward Way. I Don't Want To Get Histrionic When I'm Singing. For Me That's Just Not Interesting; It Goes Too Far Down One Road.

Why Don't I Watch The Ocean?my Lover's Gone.no Earthly Ships Will Ever Bring Him Home Againbring Him Home Again.