I thoughtThe Arms of Heaven was going to be the closing song for my latest album until My Pillow came along. The exquisite string work of Luke Cissell cemented this track in my mind as the perfect final word on Surrender to Love.

In 1986, I moved with my love to our first love nest: a ground floor apartment on Bleecker Street between 6^th and MacDougal. At that time it was, to me, the center of the universe. There were only two things that mattered: Nancy and my music. We soon started rehearsing with our band of friends at the dearly departed Giant Studio on 14^thStreet where we took advantage of the engineering skills of Jay Wasco to produce our first professional recording. And we set sail for stardom.

It’s 39 years later. The sails are tattered, and they haven’t found those sunny shores (yet) but Nancy and music are still the things that matter most to me.

I can trace the passion that drives the songs on Surrender to Love straight back to that little apartment on Bleecker Street. Somewhere along the path between there and here, the love that was a sapling grew into an oak. The music got better too. But don’t take my word for it, try it. Money back guarantee. Do people still pay for music?

I hope you have enjoyed listening to my latest collection of songs. Until I get back in the studio and have something new to share, I wish you well on your path and I hope you find your own special way to surrender to love.

Give a man a fish
And let him learn on his own
You can give a dog everything he ever dreamed of
He’s still gonna bury his bone

Sometimes all you can do for somebody
Is give them your respect or your smile
Not everybody can do what you do
You make like worthwhile

When you’re my pillow
I have the sweetest dreams
When you’re my pillow
I have the sweetest dreams

My dreams go to all kinds of places
It’s always nice to find you there
You give me something that I can hold onto
Something that we can share

I will go on dreaming
‘cause that’s what dreamers do
But sometimes a dream has to meet me halfway
That’s when I count on you

When you’re my pillow
I have the sweetest dreams
When you’re my pillow
I have the sweetest
I have the sweetest dreams

I have the sweetest
I have the sweetest dreams