I quit high school on my birthday. It was my senior year and I didn't see the point. This was 1962, and I was ready to make music.
I try to tell a story musically in a song.
I'm so thankful that your mine, your sweetness is my weakness.
We are all gods, all forces of nature. We can destroy, we can build. We are like oceans and like fires.
One preacher turned me on, another turned me off.
You're the first, the last, and my everything and the answer to all my dreams. You're my sun, my moon, my guiding star, my kind of wonderful, that's what you are