I woke to find every window open I woke to find the heavy door ajar And I walked outside and stood upon the hilltop And gazed once more on a bright morning star I walked outside and every bird was singing As I found again my bright morning star
Mary Chapin CarpenterI don't think you need to dumb down to a child, you merely have to be clear, you know?
Mary Chapin CarpenterI love to write songs and sing them, and I didn't really know much more than that. Somehow it's gotten to the point where a friend can say, "It's very you," and that made me feel good.
Mary Chapin CarpenterIt's a marvelous feeling when someone says I want to do this song of yours because they've connected to it. That's what I'm after.
Mary Chapin Carpenter