Love like a phantoms lights but hold in the heart, it builds like the empty smile adorning a statue with sightless eyes.

The outlet for my sorrow, that I do feel deeply, and the pain, is the songs. That's where it goes.

I was blessed with a gift. It's a gift and a curse. It never ends

Between the worlds of men and make believe I can be found.

I may quit the music business someday, but never the music.

Love like a phantoms lights but hold in the heart, it builds like the empty smile adorning a statue with sightless eyes.

I'm not 20 years old any more. I'm not gonna go out on quite the limb I did.