TO HEAR
She walks through my mind
She strolls through my moods
And we're wasting time in the coming, going
Losing time in the coming, going
I hold your hand in the air.
Tune drifts through my mind
Tune that isn't my kind
I hear a voice and it's speaking to me
I hear a voice and it's speaking to me
I have sung one too many songs
For a crowd that didn't want to hear . . .
| 1 | Ballerina Out Of Control |
| 2 | Cerulean |
| 3 | Between Something And Nothing |
| 4 | Slide |
| 5 | Vanity Fair |
| 6 | Love Song |
| 7 | Crash |
| 8 | A Familiar Face |
| 9 | Ask Me Jon |
| 10 | Sea Of Green |