You belong somewhere you feel free.

Any time you're making a living at what you love to do, you're blessed.

At twilight time the smog makes a rainbow.

I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees flew by, me and Del were singing, Little Runaway, I was flying.

I'm not interested in the TV much. I quit watching the news a couple years ago and my outlook on life has gotten a whole lot better.

If you stretch your imagination, I'll tell you all a tale, about a time when everything wasn't up for sale.

You believe what you want to believe. You see, you don't have to live like a refugee.