The record company stay out of my way. Whenever the record is finished, they take it.

She said a good day ain't got no rain She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed And I think of things that might have been

Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.

I just said, you know, this is a great track but this lyric, I don't believe it. It sounds like I'm trying to say something, instead of it naturally coming out of me, like I was saying something that I already knew. Anyway, I can't remember what it was. And either I threw it all out or I threw 90 percent of it out, and kept a line or two. That's happened a couple of times to me. Not too often, but a couple of times. Very aggravating when it does happen.

You know, life is what you make of it- so beautiful or so what.

And I must be what I must be and face tomorrow.

Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?