What Will It Take For You To

Some Love Is Just A Lie Of The Heart, The Cold Remains Of What Began With A Passionate Heart.

It's Nine O'clock On A Saturday, The Regular Crowd Shuffles In / There's An Old Man Sitting Next To Me Making Love To His Tonic And Gin / He Says, 'son, Can You Play Me A Memory?/ I'm Not Really Sure How It Goes / But It's Sad And It's Sweet, And I Knew It Complete When I Wore A Younger Man's Clothes.'

Musicians Want To Be The Loud Voice For So Many Quiet Hearts.

I Don't Know Why I Go To Extremes.

Hope You Don't Think This Is Billy Joel Unplugged. I'm A Piano Player. I'm Already Unplugged.