In The Blue Light

Of The Beverly Motel

Wondering As The Television Burns

How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns



In A Fever

I Distinctly Hear Your Voice

Emerging From A Dream, The Dream Returns

How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns



After The Rain On The Interstate

Headlights Slide Past The Moon

A Bone-weary Traveler That

Waits By The Side Of The Road

Where's He Going?



In A Dream We Are Lying On The Top Of A Hill

And Headlights Slide Past The Moon

I Roll In Your Arms

And Your Voice Is The Heat Of The Night

I'm On Fire



In A Phone Booth

In Some Local Bar And Grill

Rehearsing What I'll Say, My Coin Returns

How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns

How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns