Out of respect for the things that I was never destined to do, I have learned that my strengths are a result of my weaknesses, my success is due to my failures, and my style is directly related to my limitations.

I consider myself to be an inept pianist, a bad singer, and a merely competent songwriter. What I do, in my opinion, is by no means extraordinary.

My songs are like my kids.

I started taking piano lessons when I was about four years old. My parents were both musicians. So I took piano lessons. I didn't like the lessons very much, but I was enchanted by music. Music always transported me somewhere. Singing made feel good and being able to play the piano made me feel good.

Call you up in the middle of the night. It's awful hard trying to make love long distance, but I really need stimulation.

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

What will it take for you to believe in me, the way that I believe in you?