The Truth Always Stays The Same.

Well, I Loved Singing In The Chorus, And There Was Some Connection For Me Between Gospel And Choral Music.

Maybe Tonight, Maybe Tonight By The Fire All Alone You And I. Nothing Around But The Sound Of Heart And Your Sighs.

When I Am Not Writing, I'm Dying.

Money Talks But It Can't Sing And Dance And It Don't Walk.

There's A Mystery To Writing, And You Don't Really Know Where Most Of It Comes From.