The Heart Has A Heart Of Its

I Never Enjoyed Life In My Twenties, Not One Minute Of It. It Was A Test Of Endurance That I'm Surprised I Survived. Professionally, Of Course, I Was Doing Very Well But Personally It Couldn't Have Been Worse Or More Difficult For Me If I'd Been Living In A Mud Hut In Leeds.

Again, I Lay Awake, And I Cried Because Of Waste.

I Was Happy In The Haze Of A Drunken Hour, But Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now.

It Doesn't Stop. It Really Doesn't Stop. It's The Way I Live Every Single Day. I Don't Do Anything Else. I Have No Other Interest Other Than Music. At All.

The Heart Has A Heart Of Its Own.