She's A Tear That Hangs Inside My

I've Always Felt That The Quality Of The Voice Is Where The Real Content Of A Song Lies. Words Only Suggest An Experience, But The Voice Is That Experience.

In Love We Are All Brothers And Sisters

I Sacrificed My Anonymity For My Father, Whereas He Sacrificed Me For His Fame.

Thinking So Hard On Her Soft Eyes And Memories Of The Signs That It's Over. It's Over.

I Don't Write My Music For Sony. I Write It For The People Who Are Screaming Down The Road Crying To A Full-blast Stereo.