More than a career, I feel that I've got a function. I see things in a much more holistic way. Some people bake the bread, and some people write the songs.

I've been aware of the time passing by they say in the end it's the wink of an eye and when the morning light comes streaming in you'll get up and do it again

And while the future's there for anyone to change, still you know it's seems, It would be easier sometimes to change the past.

I wrote the song For A Dancer for a friend of mine who died in a fire. He was in the sauna in a house that burned down, so he had no idea anything was going on. It was very sad.

Say a prayer for the pretender, who started out so young and strong only to surrender.

I want to know what became of the changes we waited for love to bring/Were they only the fitful dreams of some greater awakening?

I taught myself to play the piano, because I wanted to play it.