Fear Is The Enemy Of Logic.

You Are The Promised Kiss Of Springtime That Makes The Lonely Winter Seem Long. You Are The Breathless Hush Of Evening That Trembles On The Brink Of A Lovely Song.

The Record Shows, I Took The Blows . And Did It My Way.

The Martial Music Of Every Sideburned Delinquent On The Face Of The Earth.

When I Sing, I Believe. I'm Honest. If You Want To Get An Audience With You, There's Only One Way. You Have To Reach Out To Them With Total Honesty And Humility.

A Man Doesn't Know What Happiness Is Until He's Married. By Then It's Too Late.