Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear

New songs are why artists go on the road. That's why I go on the road. It's a three-prong play. Writing: You're intrigued. Recording: It brings it to life. And then you want to share it.

It's morning when I go to sleep In the distant dawn a church bell rings Another day is coming on A baby's born, an old man dies Somewhere young lovers kiss good-bye I leave my soul and just move on And wish that I was there to sing this song

I could always write songs, act, get into politics, or stay home with the kids. But I've got to have some fun.

I can't sing a love song Like the way it's meant to be Well, I guess I'm not that good anymore But baby, that's just me