I Live In The Realm Of Romantic

I Live In The Realm Of Romantic Possibility.

Maybe We Were Together In Another Life...in A Parallel Universe, Maybe Our Paths Are Not Supposed To Cross Twice, Maybe Your Arms Are Not Supposed To Go Around Me. I Hear About You Now & Then, I Wonder Where You Are & How You Feel. Sometimes I Walk By & I Look Up To Your Balcony, Just To Make Sure You Were Real-just To Make Sure That I Can Still Feel You...it Appears To Me That Destiny Rules.

I Blame It [never Taking A Break] On My Mother. She Was A Born Entertainer. Leave The Songwriting, The Singing And All That Behind, And I Still Would Have Found Some Way To Be An Entertainer. I Would Have Never Been An Actress, Though, Because I Realized Early In My Life, In Like Sixth Grade, I Was A Terrible Actress.

I Don't Love The Years Going By. I'd Just As Soon Stay Forty-five. But It's Ok Because I Feel A Whole Lot Better Than I Did At Thirty-five.

I Have No Fear, I Have Only Love