Take These Broken Wings And Learn To

Every Love Song I Write Is For Linda.

And Jet, I Thought The Major Was A Lady Suffragette.

Paul's Last Words To Linda: "you're Up On Your Beautiful Appaloosa Stallion. It's A Fine Spring Day. We're Riding Through The Woods. The Bluebells Are All Out, And The Sky Is Clear-blue".

I'm Mad, You Know? I Don't Think Of Retiring At All.

I Don't Think Of Myself As A Legend. I Just Love What I Do. I Love Playing With My Band, I Love Going To Beautiful Places And Give People Good Music. I Love What I Do, I`m Very Lucky Man.