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

I thought love was more or less a giving thing. Seems the more I gave, the less I got.

I've finally found somebody who's up to the task of being my wife, because I'm very ... high maintenance.

You have to go out there and give a piece of yourself -- your life, your soul. And you better give the audience everything you can -- physically, emotionally, musically. Then maybe they'll accept you and give you a standing ovation at the end.

Each acoustic guitar has its own character and personality. On a particular day, I might pick one up and start noodling around, looking for some emotional content in the chords.

Melinda was mine 'til the time that I found her holding Jim, loving him.

Well, I loved singing in the chorus, and there was some connection for me between gospel and choral music.