It was the year of the Beatles, it was the year of the Stones, it was 1964.
I don't consider myself to be a major talent, so the only solace I can take is to hope I'm growing.
I regret the ending of our friendship and hope one day before we die, we'll make peace with each other . . . No rush.
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio? A nation turns its lonely eyes to you.
I've got nothing to do today but smile.
I know a man He came from my home town He wore his passion for his woman Like a thorny crown He said "Dolores I live in fear My love for you's so overpowering I'm afraid that I will disappear