I'm Still More Comfortable With Standards Than

Worrying Too Much About Other People's Ears And Not My Own, I Lost My Way.

Don't Mind If I Fall Apart. There's More Room In A Broken Heart.

As A Singer I Tried On All These Hats, These Voices, These Clothes, And Eventually Out Came Me.

I Try To Get To Those Peculiar And Particular Things That You Never Think Of To Say.

You Know When You Take The Paint Off An Old Canvas And You Discover That Something's Been Painted Underneath It? That's What I Feel Like - That Part Of The Old Is Coming Through The New.