Every now and then you'll nail one that's really, really special. And that's what you live for.

Some people say love is a losing game, you start with fire and you lose the flame. The ashes smolder, but the warmth's soon gone, you end up cold and lonely on your own.

He spent all night staring down at the lights on L.A., wondering if he ever could go home.

It went on yesterday and it's going on tonight, somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right.

The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home.

I like people to just bring it to the table and feel the moment. And that's why I've never done a session where I don't sing live.

It was 22 years of work in a row, right up until 1987. Twenty-two years in a row-either on tour, writing an album, or recording an album. It wasn't until 1987 that I was able to take a breath.