Nothing That I Wouldn't Do, To Make

Music Isn`t For The Eyes, It`s For The Ears

My Body Doesn't Have Any Rhythm, You Know. I've Got Quite Good Rhythm When I'm Singing But My Feet Are Very Much Two Left Feet.

I Don't Write Songs About A Specific, Elusive Thing. I Write About Love, And Everyone Knows What It Is Like To Have Your Heart Broken.

I Get So Nervous On Stage I Can't Help But Talk. I Try. I Try Telling My Brain: Stop Sending Words To The Mouth. But I Get Nervous And Turn Into My Grandma. Behind The Eyes It's Pure Fear. I Find It Difficult To Believe I'm Going To Be Able To Deliver.

I Was About To Meet Beyonce, And I Had A Full-blown Anxiety Attack. Then She Popped In Looking Gorgeous, And Said, "you're Amazing! When I Listen To You I Feel Like I'm Listening To God."