. . . And Some People Sing

My Uncle Used To Love Me, But She Died.

The Human Mind Is A Wonderful Thing, It Starts Working From Before You're Born And Doesn't Stop Till You Sit Down To Write A Song.

It's One Thing To Have Talent. It's Another To Figure Out How To Use It.

I Want My Music To Leave An Indelible Mark.

If I Had My Life To Live Over... I Wouldn't Have Time.