If you think my music is sentimental and self-absorbed, I agree with you.
The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time.
Shower the people you love with love.
Winter, spring, summer, or fall, all you gotta do is call, and I'll be there, 'cause you've got a friend.
All invisible from where we stand the connections come to pass, and though too strong to comprehend they affect us not the less.
Do me wrong, do me right, tell me lies, but hold me tight.