I Still Get Nervous Sometimes Before Performing.

I Am Thinking Of You In My Sleepless Solitude Tonight.

I'm Really Fortunate. I'm Really Happy, And I'm Really Really Lucky To Be Where I Am.

Apparently I Don't Do Stairs, I Won't Walk On Carpet And I Refuse To Walk On Grass. How Do I Do To Get Around, Hover?

There's An Answer, If You Reach Into Your Soul, And The Sorrow That You Know Will Melt Away.

We've Been Expected To Be Perfect But We Aren't. We're Still Human.