“I just wanna get on with the show.”

“And I shall watch the ferry boats, and they'll get high, On a bluer ocean against tomorrow's sky,And I will never grow so old again,And I will walk and talk, in gardens all wet with rain.- Sweet Thing”

“And I will stroll the merry wayAnd jump the hedges firstAnd I will drink the clearClean water for to quench my thirstAnd I shall watch the ferry-boatsAnd they'll get highOn a bluer oceanAgainst tomorrows skyAnd I will never grow so old againAnd I will walk and talkIn gardens all wet with rainOh sweet thing, sweet thingMy, my, my, my, my sweet thingAnd I shall drive my chariotDown your streets and cryHey, it's me, I'm dynamiteAnd I don't know whyAnd you shall take me stronglyIn your arms againAnd I will not rememberThat I even felt the pain.We shall walk and talkIn gardens all misty and wet with rainAnd I will never, never, neverGrow so old again.Oh sweet thing, sweet thingMy, my, my, my, my sweet thingAnd I will raise my hand upInto the night time skyAnd count the starsThat's shining in your eyeJust to dig it all an not to wonderThat's just fineAnd I'll be satisfiedNot to read in between the linesAnd I will walk and talkIn gardens all wet with rainAnd I will never, ever, ever, everGrow so old again.Oh sweet thing, sweet thingSugar-baby with your champagne eyesAnd your saint-like smile....- Sweet Thing”

“Stepping lightly, just like a ballerina.”

“I miss you so much, I can't stand itFeels like my heart is breaking in twoMy head says no, but my soul demands itAnd everything I do, reminds me of you”

“And I want to rock your gypsy soulJust like way back in the days of oldAnd magnificently we will fold into the mystic”

“Hark, now hear the sailors cry, Smell the sea, and feel the sky,Let your soul & spirit fly, into the mystic.- Into the Mystic”