Maybe tonight, maybe tonight by the fire all alone you and I. Nothing around but the sound of heart and your sighs.

My voice is unadorned. I don't try for perfection. I try to be honest and truthful and soulful with the voice I have. If I make mistakes in notes, or there are cracks in notes, I don't fix them. That's the way it is.

Brooklyn is not the easiest place to grow up in, although I wouldn't change that experience for anything.

Then come and as we lay, beside this sleepy glade, there I will sing to you my Longfellow serenade.

My music is in young people's lives because it's so much a part of their parents' lives.

I came back to performing with a different attitude about performing and myself. I wasn't expecting perfection any more, just hoping for an occasional inspiration.

There's a mystery to writing, and you don't really know where most of it comes from.