I still like you because you are Irish just like Enya.
Would you believe that one of the first songs I learned was
I Dreamt That I Dwelt in Marble Halls. My mother, same as Enya's mother, used to sing it and I picked it up from hearing her. Then of course once I started trying to sing it myself - I was about four or five at the time - my mother would step in and tell me if I was doing the phrasing wrongly or singing a false note.
The next song I remember learning from her was
The Little Road To Bethlehem by Michael Head.
This was my favourite verse. I loved the high notes on 'your star of gold'. When you hit that high note, it feels like flying!
"Across the air the silver sheep-bell rang,
"The lambs are coming home," sweet Mary sang,
"Your star of gold, your star of gold is shining in the sky,
So sleep, my little King, go lullaby."