Love is a wave building to a crescendo. Ride if you will, ride it with me.

Indecision may or may not be my problem.

If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached.

I slowly surrender to the child in me who can't say goodbye.

My only contact with the outside world was an RCA Victrola, and Elvis would sing, and then I'd dream about expensive cars.

If it doesn't work out there will never be any doubt that the pleasure was worth all the pain.

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call. Wanted to sail upon your waters, since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all, you've seen it all. Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam. In your belly, you hold the treasure that few have ever seen, most of them dreams, most of them dreams.