And Is It Right, Butterfly, They Like

I Can't Believe That I Would Keep, Keep You From Flying And I Would Cry A Thousand More If That's What It Takes To Sail You Home.

I Was Two And A Half When I First Climbed Up And Sat At A Piano.

I Don't Want To Give Too Much Ink To Foolish Men.

My Parents Think I'm Better Under Pressure.

I Think That People Who Can't Believe In Fairies Aren't Worth Knowing.