The lyrics aren't simple, either. They're extremely difficult because I'm trying to say complicated things in as few words as possible.

Touch a man who can't walk up right, and that lame man, he's gonna fly.

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

I don't pamper my voice. It's part of my body. If my body is rested and healthy, my voice is rested and healthy.

I used to go to my kids' soccer games and I was the only parent who wasn't screaming, because I'd have to do a show that night. It was hard. Moms and dads get more emotional at those soccer and Little League games than at a professional game.

It's much harder to play myself. If I ever do a movie again, it'll be a singing serial killer.

While the sun God will may your day, sing as a song in search of a voice that is silent, and the one God will make for your way.