Day in, day out. That same old voodoo follows me about.

It takes more talent to write music, but it takes more courage to write lyrics.

Things never are as bad as they seem.

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold.... I see your lips, the summer kisses The sunburned hands, I used to hold Since you went away, the days grow long And soon I'll hear ol' winter's song. But I miss you most of all my darling, When autumn leaves start to fall.

Arthur Murray taught me dancing in a hurry.

Once upon a time the world was sweeter than we knew. Everything was ours; how happy we were then, but then once upon a time never comes again.

Come rain or come shine.