Nothing to show but this brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here I haven't a clue.

My mother insisted that her children read.

Tonight I just need my guitar.

I'm a big follower and reactor to weather.

Lights are glowing in the palm trees.

Maybe roll in the sand with a rock and roll man.

Oh, yesterdays are over my shoulder, So I can't look back for too long. There's just too much to see waiting in front of me, and I know that I just can't go wrong.