These Silent Words Of Conversation

Hold Me Now This Adulation

See Me Now

Oh It's Easy Now



Falling Like A Silent Paper

Holding On To What May Be



And I Only Hear

Only Hear The Rain



And Many Rains Turn To Rivers

Winter's Here

And There Ain't Nothing Gonna Change

The Winds Are Blowing Telling Me All I Hear

Oh It's A Funny Time Of Year

There'll Be No Blossom On The Trees



Turning Now I See No Reason

The Voice Of Love So Out Of Season

I Need You Now

But You Can't See Me Now

I'm Travelling With No Destination

Still Hanging On To What May Be



It's A Funny Time Of Year

I Can See

There'll Be No Blossom On The Trees

And Time Spent Crying Has Taken Me In This Year

Oh It's A Funny Time Of Year

There'll Be No Blossom On The Trees



Falling Like A Silent Paper

Holding On To What May Be

It's A Funny Time Of Year



I Can See

There'll Be No Blossom On The Trees

And Time Spent Crying Has Taken Me In This Year



It's A Funny Time Of Year

I Can See No Blossom No Blossom On The Trees



Falling Like A Silent Paper

Holding On To What May Be

It's A Funny Time Of Year



I Can See

There'll Be No Blossom On The Trees

And Time Spent Crying Has Taken Me In This Year



It's A Funny Time Of Year

I Can See No Blossom No Blossom On The Trees