Apparently I Can't Hear You


My Mind Is Numb To Your Pain


I Feel That Familiar Feeling


Water Flows From My Eyes Like Rain


On A Heavy Thursday Morning





Taking Control Of The Situation


Sitting In The Drivers Seat


Pressing My Hands Against Yours


Mingling With Souls


Everlasting





Night Slips Quietly Into Day


Grey Skies Unfold Into Sight


Taking All The Things Of Mine


Stealing My Mood Without A Fight


Pushing Me Deeper Into Me





Right Hands Reaching To The Heavens


Wanting, Knowing, Needing Life


Stretching To The Sun Like A Kite


Feeling, Holding, Taking Love


Free As A Bird, White As A Dove