It's true that I can write a song and not really be sure what the meaning of it is.

Synchronized with the rising moon Even with the evening star They were true love written in stone They were never alone, they were never that far apart

If you feel like singing along, don't.

You can bring your enemies to their knees with the possible exception of the North Vietnamese.

I'm trying to look at my blessings and how amazingly well against all odds things have turned out for me.

I know now one thing only matters in these days... true love... love and love alone.

I started being a songwriter pretending I could do it, and it turned out I could.