Now That I Know That I've Needed

Every Week, Dennis Day Sang An Old Irish Folk Song. And Next Day In The Fields, I'd Be Singing That Song If I Was Working In The Fields.

[my Mother] Called [my Voice] The Gift.

I Say I'm Not A Singer, So That Means I Can't Sing. But - Doesn't It?

I'm Thankful For The Sea Breeze That Feels So Good Right Now, And The Scent Of Jasmine When The Sun Starts Going Down.

I'm Not Bitter. Why Should I Be Bitter? I'm Thrilled To Death With Life.