Ya, I hear ya, in the back ground balling. What happened to your sweet summer time dress. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Farewell my sweet. Well the time that was coming. The road has begun to move beneath my feet. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
I think most of the time when people have big disagreements and big misunderstandings, when time lessens that blow it creates a… — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
My favorite time in music is probably 1970-75. Still Bill by Bill Withers, Harvest by Neil Young, John Prine's first album, James… — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Every time I write a song I feel really lucky and kind of surprised. Not surprised that I wrote it, but just… — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
As I've moved along - not only my life, but my career and things like that - you look at yourself and start going,… — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
I'm always flattered and honored when people cover my music or sing my songs, no matter where it is. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Across the board, from my mother to my father to my aunts and uncles, everybody has always given me a lot of love. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Yesterday I got lost in the circus, feeling like such a mess. And now I'm down, I'm just hanging on the corner. I can't… — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Sweet pea, What's all this about? Don't get your way all you do is fuss and pout you're the only reason I keep on… — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Ya, I hear ya, in the back ground balling. What happened to your sweet summer time dress. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Songwriting isn't always something that's directly proportionate to the experience. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
Cuz when you're gone, all the colours fade. When you're gone, no new years day parade. You're gone, colours seem to fade. — Amos Lee Copy Share Image
