How Strange When An Illusion Dies. It's

You Are Never So Alone As When You Are Ill On Stage. The Most Nightmarish Feeling In The World Is Suddenly To Feel Like Throwing Up In Front Of Four Thousand People.

I've Never Looked Through A Keyhole Without Finding Someone Was Looking Back.

Wouldn`t It Be Wonderful If We Could All Be A Little More Gentle With Each Other, And A Little More Loving, Have A Little More Empathy, And Maybe We'd Like Each Other A Little Bit More.

For It Was Not Into My Ear You Whispered, But Into My Heart. It Was Not My Lips You Kissed, But My Soul.

It's Lonely And Cold On The Top... Lonely And Cold.