You Wake Up One Day And Suddenly

I Came Through Folk Music Simply Because It Was Easy To Get Into It.

Paul Simon Started Piling Up A Lot Of Words, More Than The Bar Could Handle, And I Stopped!

There's A Man Who's Been Out Sailing In A Decade Full Of Dreams And He Takes Her To A Schooner And He Treats Her Like A Queen Bearing Beads From California With Their Amber Stones And Green He Has Called Her From The Harbor He Has Kissed Her With His Freedom He Has Heard Her Off To Starboard In The Breaking And The Breathing Of The Water Weeds While She Was Busy Being Free

I Get The Urge For Going/but I Never Seem To Go.

When I Think Of Your Kisses My Mind See-saws.