You Only Beat Me If You Get

I'm Writing For The Sake Of Writing Music. Whether It Gets Heard Or Not Isn't An Issue For Me. It Keeps My Own Juices Going And My Mind Active.

Musicians Now Find Themselves In The Unlikely Position Of Being Legitimate. At Least The Irs Thinks So.

In Every Heart There Is A Room, A Sanctuary Safe And Strong, To Heal The Wounds From Lovers Past, Until A New One Comes Along... So I Would Choose To Be With You. That's If The Choice Were Mine To Make. But You Can Make Decisions Too. And You Can Have This Heart To Break. And So It Goes, And So It Goes. And You're The Only One Who Knows.

Well I Never Had A Place That I Could Call My Very Own/that's All Right, My Love, 'cause You're My Home.

Hey Lord, Would Ya Look Out For Her Tonight, And Make Sure That All Her Dreams Are Sweet? Said Now, Would Ya Guide Her On The Roads, And Make Them Softer For Her Feet? Hey Lord, Would Ya Look Out For Her Tonight, And Make Sure That She's Gonna Be Alright, Until She's Home And Here With Me.