While Looking For The Light,

I Was Suddenly Left With Nothing In My Hands But A Handful Of Crazy Stars.

If You Tell A True Story, You Can't Be Wrong.

I Like Too Many Things And Get All Confused And Hung-up Running From One Falling Star To Another Till I Drop. This Is The Night, What It Does To You. I Had Nothing To Offer Anybody Except My Own Confusion.

I Wasn't Scared; I Was Just Somebody Else, Some Stranger, And My Whole Life Was A Haunted Life, The Life Of A Ghost.

"what Do You Want Out Of Life?" I Asked, And I Used To Ask That All The Time Of Girls.