Smell the sea and feel the sky.
A lot of things come together to make up a song. It's just images.
I'm not a rock singer and I don't want to be a rock singer. I'm not interested. It doesn't seem to get across.
The theory is that you don't play a song the same way twice because it's jazz. That's where I'm coming from.
Making love in the green grass behind the stadium with you my brown eyed girl.
I had my eyes closed in the dark, I sighed a million sighs, I told a million lies, to myself, to myself.