When I was performing on streets, there was no pressure. People accepted me. They loved me without knowing me.

If you're gonna tell your life story, you gotta be honest, or don't do it.

While the angels sing, I'd ask you to marry me, give you the sun for a diamond ring, if I could do those things.

All of a sudden you're like the Bin Laden of America. Osama Bin Laden is the only one who knows what I'm going through.

I'm in love with music, and I'm pregnant by it. It's like having twins. Or triplets. Or eight-lets!

I just want to touch your soul, let me pour into you. Fill you with my joy, and make you feel brand new.

She's my comforter and friend, I tell you she's that peace within. She's the lover in my home, she's the strength when I'm not strong. Everyday my valentine, I'm so glad heave made her mine.