Maybe I'm Too Young To

My Favorite Kind Of Music Is The Stuff That Stops Time. You Put Something On To Sit There And Let An Experience Go Through You. To Look At Yourself Clearly Through A Song. It's True Of All Art, All Mediums, But For Some Reason Music Has A Direct Line Straight Into People.

Thinking So Hard On Her Soft Eyes And Memories Of The Signs That It's Over. It's Over.

[what I Want To Communicate] Doesn't Have A Language With Which I Can Communicate It. The Things That I Want To Communicate Are Simply Self-evident, Emotional Things. And The Gifts Of Those Things Are That They Bring Both Intellectual And Emotional Gifts - Understanding. But I Don't Really Have A Major Message That I Want To Bring To The World Through My Music. The Music Can Tell People Everything They Need To Know About Being Human Beings. It's Not My Information, It's Not Mine. I Didn't Make It. I Just Discovered It.

So I'll Wait For You... And I'll Burn Will I Ever See Your Sweet Return? Oh, Will I Ever Learn? Oh, Lover, You Should've Come Over Cause It's Not Too Late.

Sometimes A Man Gets Carried Away When He Feels Like He Should Be Having His Fun And Much Too Blind To See The Damage He's Done, Oh Sometimes A Man Must Awake To Find That Really He Has No One. So I'll Wait For You And I'll Burn Will I Ever See Your Sweet Return, Oh Will I Ever Learn? Oh, Lover You Should've Come Over. Oh Love Well I'm Waiting For You.