Song sung blue, everybody knows one. Song sung blue, every garden grows one. Me and you are subject to The blues now and then. But when you take the … - Neil Diamond

Dry your eyes and take your song out.
It's a newborn afternoon.
And if you can't recall the singer,
You can still recall the tune. Dry your eyes and play it slowly,
Like you're marching off to war.
Sing it like you know he'd want it,
Like we sang it once before.

Says she loves me Yes, yes she does Gonna show me tonight, yeah She got the way to move me, Cherry

I'm a perfectionist. I like to get it right. I like to get it good. And you know, writing songs is not -- it's not the kind of thing that you can count on every day. You never know what's going to come or if it's going to come. So you -- you know, it's an uncertain kind of a thing.