We carry the flame for all to see, the fire and passion of what we can be.

I was cold and you were fire, and I never knew how the pyre could be burning on the edge of an ice field.

Who am I, why am I here? Forget the question, someone give me another beer.

I don't have a rock voice. I have to force it. I am like an opera singer.

When I do film, I really take on roles and I take on characters.

We carry the flame for all to see, the fire and passion of what we can be.

Dreams they come and go, but thoughts like love will always grow.