Let the disappointments pass, let the laughter fill your glass.

It's not like I'm looking to describe something that's only true of my own circumstances. It's beyond. It's way inside, you know. It's reaching inside to something that you have in common with many.

That folk music led to learning to play, and making things up led to what turns out to be the most lucrative part of the music business - writing, because you get paid every time that song gets played.

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.

Don't confront me with my failures, I had not forgotten them.

Now, guitar was pretty cool. Everybody knew something on the guitar. So I wanted to play guitar, but I told my dad if he wanted me to keep studying something, Id like to study piano.

How long can you hear someone crying - how long can you hear someone dying - before you ask yourself why?