I Want It All And I Want

My Soul Has Painted Like The Wings Of Butterflies, Fairy Tales Of Yesterday Will Grow But Never Die, I Can Fly, My Friends.

What Will I Be Doing In Twenty Years' Time? I'll Be Dead, Darling! Are You Crazy?

I Have No Aspirations Of Growing Old And Boring.

In The Early Days, We Just Wore Black Onstage. Very Bold, My Dear. Then We Introduced White, For Variety, And It Simply Grew And Grew.

I'm Possessed By Love - But Isn't Everybody?