Billy Joel
Billy Joel
William Martin "Billy" Joelis an American pianist, singer-songwriter and composer. Since releasing his first hit song, "Piano Man", in 1973, Joel has become the sixth best-selling recording artist and the third best-selling solo artist in the United States. His compilation album Greatest Hits Vol. 1 & 2 is one of the best-selling albums in the US...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionRock Singer
Date of Birth9 May 1949
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
I won't be righteous again. I'm not sure anymore.
Let me go on sleeping and I will lose myself in palaces of sand, and all the fantasies that I've been keeping will make the empty hours easier to stand.
Why should I worry, why should I care? And even when I cross that line, I got street savoire faire.
You may be wrong, but you may be right.
I hope it does not take the rest of my life until I find what it is I've been looking for.
Forced to recognize our inhumanity, our reason coexists with our insanity. And though we choose between reality and madness, it's either sadness or euphoria.
Black and white is how it should be, but shades of grey are the colors I see.
Ain't no rainbows shining on me, shades of gray are the colors I see.
I know that everybody has a dream Everybody has a dream And this is my dream, my own Just to be at home And to be all alone . . . with you.
I'm kind of in a dark place. And I know some people are actually excited about that, because they think I'll write an album about being sad. But that's not what my music is about. There have been times when I've done that, but I'm not going to do it again.
Slow down, you crazy child.You're so ambitious for a juvenile.
The joy of life is made up of obscure and seemingly mundane victories that gives us our own small satisfactions.
We all have a face that we hide away forever,And we take them out and show ourselves when everyone has gone.Some are satin, some are steel, some are silk and some are leather.They're the faces of the stranger and we love to try them on.
We all end in the ocean. We all start in the streams.We're all carried along by the River of Dreams.