I Wish We

Were Stuck Up A Tree

Then We'd Know

It's Nicer Below



I Don't Know Any Lullabys

I Don't Know How

To Make You Mine

But I Can Learn

In Lonely Days Ago

I Saw Lovers Put On A Show

Well Now It's My Turn



Drive You Home

Then Wait By The Phone

For That Call

And A Walk In The Fall



No Harm Will Come Of This

One Little Midnight Kiss

It Will Not Burn

Too Many Lonely Days

I Feel Like A Throw Away

Well Now It's My Turn



Falling Down

Is No Longer Around

Feeling Sun

I'm No Longer One

Well Isn't This Fun?