When i look in your eyes is that you baby, or just a brilliant disguise.

There were ghosts of the eyes of all the boys you sent away, ... They haunt this dusty beach road in the skeleton frames of burned-out Chevrolets.

We're just frantic. We've just been crying our eyes out.

Certainly tolerance and acceptance were at the forefront of my music.

[It was a show that could have the audience singing along to a joyful] Blinded by the Light ... The Promised Land.

Every good writer or filmmaker has something eating at them, right? That they can't quite get off their back . And so your job is to make your audience care about your obsessions.