In this world you've a soul for a compass And a heart for a pair of wings There's a star on the… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
Gather up your telegrams Your faded pictures, best laid plans Books and postcards, 45's Every sunset in the sky Carry with you… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
When I was young I spoke like a child I saw with a child's eyes And an open door was to a… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
Every sleepy boy and girl in every bed around the world- Can hear the stars up in the sky whispering a lullaby — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
There's two lanes running down this road which ever side your on, accounts for where you want to go or what you're running from. — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
It's like the code of living by yourself. People who are single know what I'm talking about. You eat standing up, reading the paper.… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
20-some years ago, I'd have a big old radio with a tape deck, and I'd hit record and try to get something down on… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
Carry with you maps and string, flashlights, friends who make you sing, and stars to help you find your place, music, hope, and amazing… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
Some people say that you should not tempt fate and for them I cannot disagree, but I never learned anything from playing it safe.… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
About age ten, we moved from the place where I was born, moved overseas. — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
Fool you once, you are forgiven. Fool you twice, you're just a fool. — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
The bedrock thing of country music is, it's about storytelling. I feel like I was able to find a niche because I connected to… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
When I started out, it was this sense of, "Let's put out a record and see what happens and see where you go and… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
I've never... when I was having songs on the airwaves, and that sort of thing, I never felt a sense of pressure anywhere except… — Mary Chapin Carpenter Copy Share Image
