For the ones who had a notion, a notion deep inside That it ain't no sin to be glad you're alive

So tell me what I see when I look in your eyes, is that you baby or just a brilliant disguise?

Deindustrialization that I have written about for 40 years left a good part of the American public behind.

Sister, I won't ask for forgiveness, my sins are all I have.

At the end of every hard day, people find some reason to believe.

Let there be sunshine, let there be rain, let the broken hearted love again.

More than rich, more than famous, more than happy...I wanted to be great.