I sing the songs that people need to hear.
In some ways, it's my rage that keeps me going.
I'm not starry eyed, and I'm not money crazy.
Now I can stand up on the stage again like I used to after five years of sitting down while I sang.
When I'm singing the blues, I'm singing life.
When I'm performing for the people, I am me, then. I am that little girl who, when she was five years old, used to sing at church. Or I'm that 15-year-old young lady who wanted to be grown and wanted to sing and couldn't wait to be smokin' a cigarette, you know?