Writing songs is not something I wanted to share with people for a long time. It was precious to me. I didnt want someone to crush it. I waited until I felt strong enough to take the criticism.

I refused then like I do now to let anybody tie me down

I can't get excited by my own music. It's impossible.

I want to be in control of my own destiny.

Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind.

I'm very uncomfortable in my own skin.

My voice sucks. I don't like the tone.