The bright days of my youthThey were full of hopeThe great journey that was before me thenWas what was destined to be, bye bye.Now I'm sorrowful,The day is long past.Alas and woe, oh.
EnyaI don't have pets, I have two guard dogs; and I don't do my own shopping; it's a security thing.
EnyaWhen I was growing up, I'd be in the choir. My mum was the organist in the church, so I'd sing in the church.
Enya