Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight, and make sure that all her dreams are sweet? Said now, would ya guide her on the roads, and make them softer for her feet? Hey Lord, would ya look out for her tonight, and make sure that she's gonna be alright, until she's home and here with me.

Don't make music for some vast, unseen audience or market or ratings share or even for something as tangible as money. Though it's crucial to make a living, that shouldn't be your inspiration. Do it for yourself.

I always wrote the music first, and the music gave me the mood and the lyrics were pretty much put in to give you a map, where that mood came from and where it's going. But my first love was really the music itself, and I guess I've gone back to that.

I really wish I was less of a thinking man and more of a fool not afraid of rejection.

If you search for truthfulness, you might as well be blind.

Why should I worry, why should I care? And even when I cross that line, I got street savoire faire.

Hope you don't think this is Billy Joel unplugged. I'm a piano player. I'm already unplugged.