There's No Point Stepping Up To The

As We Wind On Down The Road, Our Shadows Taller Than Our Souls.

There's Not A Lot Of Towns That I Can Go To And Take Family - Too Many Incongruous Knocks On Doors - "hello, Honey. Have You Missed Me?"

Everybody's Got Something To Tell You. And Most People Have Told Me To Do The Obvious Thing As Far As My Career Goes. Which Would Have Sent Me Tottering Into The Abyss.

I'm British - Ostensibly British - But I Don't Know Where I Really Belong, You Know?

Little Drops Of Rain Whisper Of The Pain Tears Of Love Lost In The Days Gone By.