When I Was A Young

I Really Wish I Was Less Of A Thinking Man And More Of A Fool Not Afraid Of Rejection.

They Say That These Are Not The Best Of Times, But They're The Only Times I've Ever Known. And I Believe There Is A Time For Meditation In Cathedrals Of Our Own. Now I Have Seen That Sad Surrender In My Lovers Eyes...and I Can Only Stand Apart And Sympathize...for We Are Only What Our Situations Hand Us...it's Either Sadness Or Euphoria.

I Actually Wrote The Song First As "well, It's 9 O'clock On A Saturday." That Bit. Then I Said, You Know What? It Needs Some Kind Of An Introduction To Kind Of Set The Mood And Set The Flavor. So I Just Played This Kind Of Cocktail Lounge Thing, The Hustle And Bustle Of Waitresses Going By - That Kind Of Thing.

Streetlife Serenaders Have No Obligations Hold No Grand Illusions Need No Stimulation.

You've Given Me The Best Of You, But Now I Need The Rest Of You.