I figure all any kid needs is hope and the feeling he or she belongs.
If you talk in your sleep, don't mention my name. If you walk in your sleep, forget where you came.
I’m so lucky to be in the position to give. It’s really a gift to give.
People ask me where I got my singing style. I didn't copy my style from anybody.
There are too many people that depend on me. I'm too obligated. I'm in too far to get out.
Your kisses lift me higher...like the sweet song of a choir. You light my morning sky, with burning love.