I Ask The Lord In Heaven Above

I Ask The Lord In Heaven Above / What Is This Thing Called Love?

I Don't Know Anyone Who Sits Down To Write A Song Hit Except Irving Berlin. He Can't Help Writing Hits.

Good Authors, Too, Who Once Knew Better Words Now Only Use Four-letter Words Writing Prose... Anything Goes.

I Want To Ride To The Ridge Where The West Commences And Gaze At The Moon Till I Lose My Senses I Can't Look At Hobbles And I Can't Stand Fences Don't Fence Me In

What Moments Divine , What Rapture Serene.