I Can't Write The Book I Want

For A Man To Know What He Has When He Had It, That Is What Makes Him A Fortunate Man.

Time Has A Funny Way Of Collapsing When You Go Back To A Place You Once Loved. You Find Yourself Thinking, I Was Kissed In That Building, I Climbed Up That Tree.

The Kind Of Love That Offers Its Life So Easily, So Stupidly, Is Always The Love That Is Not Returned.

I Don't Believe In Fate, As In, Which I - As A Catholic, I Think, Sort Of Predestination. But I Certainly Believe In Chance.

I Can Write For Any Magazine Now, In Any Voice. I Can Do It In Two Hours, I Could Do It In My Sleep, It's Like Writing A Grocery List.