We Can't Build Our Dreams On Suspicious

Truth Is Like The Sun. You Can Shut It Out For A Time, But It Ain't Goin' Away.

She Touched My Hand What A Chill I Got, Her Lips Are Like A Volcano That's Hot.

I'm Not Kidding Myself. My Voice Alone Is Just An Ordinary Voice. What People Come To See Is How I Use It. If I Stand Still While I'm Singing, I'm Dead, Man. I Might As Well Go Back To Driving A Truck.

Where Could I Go But To The Lord?

There's No Room To Rhumba In A Sports Car.