God sometimes you just don't come through, Do you need a woman to look after you?
So, you can make me come, that doesn't make you Jesus.
From in the shadow she calls. And in the shadow she finds a way, finds a way. And in the shadow she crawls, clutching her faded photograph. My image under her thumb. Yes with a message for my heart. She’s been everybody else’s girl maybe one day she’ll be her own.
I've got tonnes of aboriginal and Native American art, but I'd like even more.
I've worked with many powerful men in the music industry.
My childhood was extreme.