There's a couple of songs, "Black & White People" and this song...

was written... I'd say 10 years ago, but I’ve said it for 3 or 4 years...

so it's gotta be 11 or 12 years ago.

I was 17 years old, I was hitchhiking from...

Orlando to Daytona, that was my plan for the weekend...

and I met this girl, as you do when you're 17.

We had this great week together and we were headed back to her place.

That was the plan, she lived in Tampa.

Somewhere down the road she stopped the car and kicked me out.

She pulled over, I was sleeping, she opened the door and said...

"Listen, this isn't gonna work out, sorry and thanks for playing. "

And she kicked me out. She didn't eyen take me to my exit. Bitch.

And it's funny, because when you're 17...

everything, you watch a lot of John Hughes movies and everything is...

a big affair of the heart and everything is huge.

And now, not so much. Now it's just a character-building funny story...

but at the time that messed me up, so...

I wrote this song about it, and here goes.

Just three miles from the rest stop

And she slams on the breaks

She said, I tried to be but I'm not

So could you please collect your things

And I don't wanna be cold I don't wanna be cruel

But I gotta find more Than what's happening with you

So If you'd open up the door

She said, while you were sleeping

I was listening to the radio and wondering what you're dreaming when

It came to mind that I didn’t care

So I thought, hell If it's over

I had better end it quick Or I could lose my nerve

Are you listening

Can you hear me

Have you forgotten

Just three miles from the rest stop

And my mouth's too dry to rage

The light was shining from the radio

And I could barely see her face

But she knew all the words that I never had said

She knew the crumpled-up promise Of this broken-down man

So as I opened up the door

She said, while you were sleeping

I was listening to the radio and wondering what you're dreaming when

It came to mind that I didn’t care

So I thought, hell If it's over

Well, I had better end it quick Or I could lose my nerve

Are you listening

Can you hear me

Oh, can you hear me

Can you hear me

Oh, can you hear me

While you were sleeping

I was listening to the radio and wondering what you're dreaming when

It came to mind that I didn’t care

So I thought, hell If it's over

Well, I had better end it quick Or I could lose my nerve

And are you listening

Can you hear me

While you were sleeping

Well I was listening to the radio and wondering what you're dreaming when

It came to mind that I didn’t care

Yeah, so I thought, hell If it's over

Well, I had better end it quick Or I could lose all my nerve

Are you listening

Can you hear

Me

Can you hear me

I can

Pull over

Thank you. Thank you very much.

What's that?

Biggest influence? It has to be either Tom Petty, maybe...

or Willie Nelson, one of the two. Tom Petty is the guy, you know?

He's made record after record after record of great, great songs.

And under the radar. It's never been about the Tom Petty hoopla...

or the Tom Petty circus coming to town, it's just been about...

"We'll give you a good record, hope you like it, then another one... "

And that's what's supposed to be about. You try and follow him...

in the music sense, in his philosophies on how to do things...

I think you can't go wrong.