You can speak your mind But not on my time.

Forced to recognize our inhumanity, our reason coexists with our insanity. And though we choose between reality and madness, it's either sadness or euphoria.

I can't think of one person I've ever met who didn't like some type of music.

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

No end to sorrow, caused by the same endless fears. Why can't we learn from all we've been through after two thousand years?

I'm single but interviewing.

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