Someday I'll get away
Under the way of my mistakes
And none will beg for confessions
I need something more of space
Like a dark escape to free me
From my obsessions
So make yourself a wife, a fool for fun
With me,
All I want is a memory
Nothing to go in my kinds of dreams
And my excuse for rest
Even then that one sugar
Gave me nothing and I knew they would
Leave me for a mess
So make yourself a wife, a fool for fun
With me
| 1 | Gold |
| 2 | Wild Country |
| 3 | You'll Never Go |
| 4 | Grow |
| 5 | Letters |
| 6 | Oh Baby |
| 7 | Desert Flowers |
| 8 | Buffalo |
| 9 | Days in the Sea |
| 10 | Madness Of Others |