I'm accepting I'm not living that younger, dreamed version of myself in the big city.
The monsters are in your own head
I am searching for the truth. Somewhere, it's in the music.
But at the age of 44, I sure hope to be a better businesswoman. I want to get the music straight to my fans.
I've left Bethlehem, and I feel free. I've left the girl I was supposed to be, and some day I'll be born.
Far away, to an infinite world I escape. I'm clear and calm, I'm unafraid. Sunless days, in my sheltered milkyway. In Saturn's rings I feel no pain.