Is there anyone out there
fool enough to think
they can still change
the world with their guitar?
I don't think anything's going
to happen until there is.
I wrote this song for my wonderful wife, Lisa. It was supposed to be a present
for our eighth wedding anniversary, but it took to long to record and almost
became a birthday present two years later instead.
This one was a gift for my brother, Scott, and his wife, Kimbali. Lisa and
I sang this one together at the wedding. (And I tried not to cry. I admit
it, I'm a sentimental sap.)