Lilja, I see your eyes
... northern skies.
If I could afford bells? and jewels,
I would give them to you.
Lilja, I touch your hair
It is wavy, long, and fair.
If I could have a lock or two,
I would give my heart to you.
Well it's long gone over top
Like the swoon of where you're from.
If I must leave then I will go
And drag my heart to Jericho.
| 1 | Swing Low |
| 2 | Nightingale |
| 3 | Bright Lights (Losing Control) |
| 4 | Gift |
| 5 | Bus Ride |
| 6 | Mercy |
| 7 | Favor |
| 8 | How Fast |