I've written many extra verses to songs that I learned to sing - an extra verse about a friend, or just add some verse - and that led to writing my own songs.

So I had a couple of years of playing trumpet. I really enjoyed it, but it was not the kind of instrument you could whip out at a party. Let's face it.

I want to find myself a girl who can show me what laughter means, and we'll fill in the missing numbers in each others paint-by-numbers dreams.

Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand. Just find a place to make your stand, and take it easy.

Very often it's really inconvenient - who you fall in love with. You can't really control it.

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.

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?