'twas Not My Lips You Kissed But

I Try To Bring The Audience's Own Drama - Tears And Laughter They Know About - To Them.

If I'm Such A Legend, Then Why Am I So Lonely? Let Me Tell You, Legends Are All Very Well If You've Got Somebody Around Who Loves You.

For It Was Not Into My Ear You Whispered, But Into My Heart. It Was Not My Lips You Kissed, But My Soul.

We Cast Away Priceless Time In Dreams, Born Of Imagination, Fed Upon Illusion, And Put To Death By Reality.

How Strange When An Illusion Dies. It's As Though You've Lost A Child.