The Press Has Made Up So Much...god...awful,

I'll Never Forget That Little Apple Box I Stood On Because I Couldn't Reach The Microphone. My Name Was Written On It And It's Sitting At Diana Ross's House Now. She Has All My Little Doodling Papers I Would Draw And Write.

I Used To Dream. I Used To Glance Beyond The Stars. Now I Don't Know Where We Are Although I Know We've Drifted Far!

Not The Stars, Not The Farthest Solar Systems, Not The Millions Of Different Species Of Animal Life, But The Child Is The Greatest Of God's Creations.

With My Music, With What I Do, I Would Like To Bring A Light Into The World.

An Artist’s Imagination Is His Greatest Tool