My Mission Is Healing, Pure And Simple.

Dancers Come And Go In The Twinkling Of An Eye, But The Dance Lives On.

Tell The Angels No, I Don’t Wanna Leave My Baby Alone I Don’t Want Nobody Else To Hold You That’s A Chance I’ll Take Baby I’ll Stay, Heaven Can Wait No, If The Angels Took Me From This Earth I Would Tell Them Bring Me Back To Her It’s A Chance I’ll Take, Maybe I’ll Stay Heaven Can Wait

I Don't Understand Why The Press Is So Interested In Speculating About My Appearance, Anyway. What Does My Face Have To Do With My Music Or My Dancing?

We Look High And Low For God, But Somehow He's Not There. So We Blame Him And Tell Ourselves That He Must Have Forgotten Us. Or Else We Decide That He Left Us Long Ago, If He Was Ever Around." "how Strange," The Little Fish Said, "to Miss What Is Everywhere." "very Strange," The Old Whale Agreed. "doesn't It Remind You Of Fish Who Say They're Thirsty?

How Does It Feel When You're Alone And You're Cold Inside