Blind don't mean you can't, you know, listen.

I'm believing that miracles and blessings still exist.

It could have been worse. I could have been born black.

I see the light in your smile.

I might sing a gospel song in Arabic or do something in Hebrew. I want to mix it up and do it differently than one might imagine.

Sometimes I wish I could drive a car, but I'm gonna drive a car one day, so I don't worry about that.

For did my dreams come true when I looked at you. And maybe too, if you would believe, you too might be overjoyed, over loved, over me.