He Made Me Mess The Song Up

When I Look At My Kids, And The Ease With Which They Pick Up Music, I Wish I Had That.

But Who Cares? I Can Honestly Look Back And Realize That Everything Happened For A Reason. Everything That Fell Apart Has Fallen Back Into Place Beautifully And Magically.

Religion Is A Smile On A Dog.

My Son Writes Songs And Plays. He Sings Like An Angel.

You Can Look Back At Anything And Wish You'd Done Something Differently.