The bright days of my youthThey were full of hopeThe great journey that was before me thenWas what was destined to be, bye bye. Now I'm sorrowful,The day is long past. Alas and woe, oh.
Lance Armstrong showed up, and I started talking to him; I saw all these people with cancer who followed him to Paris for the Tour de France, and I saw the difference he was making in their lives. That put it together for me. . . having it be not so much about me, but [my being] a vehicle for it.