What have I got? Really? Some money in my pocket, some nice threads, fancy car at my disposal, and I m single. Yeah... unattached, free as a bird... I don t depend on nobody and nobody depends on me... My life s my own. But I don t have peace of mind. And if you don t have that, you ve got nothing. So... what s the answer? That s what I keep asking myself. What s it all about? You know what I mean?
"But even when you know it has to end, when it finally does ... you always get that inevitable twinge: Have I done somthing wrong?"