Like A Rock, Standing Arrow Straight. Like

I Always Loved Music. You Know, My Parents Said I Started Singing When I Was 4, In The Car.

Moving Eight Miles A Minute For Months At A Time.

Stood Alone On A Mountain Top, Starin' Out At The Great Divide. I Could Go East, I Could Go West, It Was All Up To Me To Decide. Just Then I Saw A Young Hawk Flyin' And My Soul Began To Rise.

Beautiful Loser, Where You Gonna Fall? When You Realize, You Just Can't Have It All.

When I Try To Write I Try To Write Something Different Every Time. That's The Challenge.