I may quit the music business someday, but never the music.
Why must I be lonely in love?
A simple smile, a tender touch, speaks the true language of love.
There's laws that we must live by, and they're not the laws of man.
Through the years as the fire starts to mellow, burning lines in the book of our lives. Though the binding cracks and the pages start to yellow, I'll be in love with you.
I had never done TV. I think it's a foolish medium for, most rock 'n roll music. Nobody ever comes off well on TV.